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I had a near-magical 36th birthday. (I mean, you know what they say about sufficiently advanced technology.)
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heisenbug gave me these stunning 3-D printed earrings in silver, along with two expansion sets for Cards Against Humanity. Eee!
Next the Lady X flew into town, still in the morning, and came to hang out. It quickly became obvious that the monkey crowd's tentatively-planned beach acro was not happening (too cold). So the Lady X andheisenbug and I all went to the gym and I did my bent-arm workout on rings, and the Lady X followed me through the whole thing. It was awesome to share my workout with someone -- usually in the gym I'm kind of proud and lonely (like Lucifer, except blonde, and bantering happily with all the trainers). Nice, therefore, to trade off with someone and teach her about ring pushups and ring rows. We stretched out afterward.
Birthday splits wearing the new Lulu pants that the Lady X gave me! Great with the left hamstring, although my back leg really didn't feel so bent at the time. (Working harder on the back leg, now.)
After lunch we prepared for my hastily-thrown-together celebration at SkyZone, to which I invited half the world but only at the last minute. So, five people came -- and, as always, it was the right set of people. Love how that always works out. I showed up with some very hardcore maxipads and handed them out -- to the initial amusement of everyone, but ALL the ladies peed in them, so let's just get over this now and admit that I'm pragmatic and a genius.
I forgot! I forgot how fun trampolines are. We were all soaked with sweat in about 10 minutes, and we went the whole 90 that I'd reserved. After some initial getting used to things, I started trying for back flips, and really landed about two or three of them solidly before kneeing myself in the forearm one too many times and giving up on that. (bluechromis, ex-gymnast that she is, must have landed about twenty. So great to watch.) I tried for front flips too, and landed on my feet a few times but never with full control -- it was more like, feet and then sprawl. Feet and then faceplant. Feet and then on my back like a stupid, bouncing, giggling turtle. I'd get there with another visit, probably.
Not too surprisingly, I still have my front handspring on the longer sections of tramp, but it sure didn't feel pretty. So despite the above list of tricks, I did more just jumping and laughing and trying easy things like bounce to knees, straddle sit, knees, pike, knees, oh my god this is exhausting, die laughing and pant for a few minutes.
Thanks to the Lady X's camera flash, we did get this one shot I really like:
Yes -- the ceiling was ABSOLUTELY FASCINATING. Thanks for asking. It had the answers to ALL my questions, right up there in Helvetica Bold! Couldn't look away.
There was dinner at Sabur in Teele Square, where they still had the amazing berry/chocolate/hazelnut dessert that practically gave me an orgasm ten years ago, and finally home to collapse.
Thirty-six. Fuck yes, let's do this thing.
First,
heisenbug gave me these stunning 3-D printed earrings in silver, along with two expansion sets for Cards Against Humanity. Eee!Next the Lady X flew into town, still in the morning, and came to hang out. It quickly became obvious that the monkey crowd's tentatively-planned beach acro was not happening (too cold). So the Lady X and
heisenbug and I all went to the gym and I did my bent-arm workout on rings, and the Lady X followed me through the whole thing. It was awesome to share my workout with someone -- usually in the gym I'm kind of proud and lonely (like Lucifer, except blonde, and bantering happily with all the trainers). Nice, therefore, to trade off with someone and teach her about ring pushups and ring rows. We stretched out afterward.Birthday splits wearing the new Lulu pants that the Lady X gave me! Great with the left hamstring, although my back leg really didn't feel so bent at the time. (Working harder on the back leg, now.)
After lunch we prepared for my hastily-thrown-together celebration at SkyZone, to which I invited half the world but only at the last minute. So, five people came -- and, as always, it was the right set of people. Love how that always works out. I showed up with some very hardcore maxipads and handed them out -- to the initial amusement of everyone, but ALL the ladies peed in them, so let's just get over this now and admit that I'm pragmatic and a genius.
I forgot! I forgot how fun trampolines are. We were all soaked with sweat in about 10 minutes, and we went the whole 90 that I'd reserved. After some initial getting used to things, I started trying for back flips, and really landed about two or three of them solidly before kneeing myself in the forearm one too many times and giving up on that. (
bluechromis, ex-gymnast that she is, must have landed about twenty. So great to watch.) I tried for front flips too, and landed on my feet a few times but never with full control -- it was more like, feet and then sprawl. Feet and then faceplant. Feet and then on my back like a stupid, bouncing, giggling turtle. I'd get there with another visit, probably.Not too surprisingly, I still have my front handspring on the longer sections of tramp, but it sure didn't feel pretty. So despite the above list of tricks, I did more just jumping and laughing and trying easy things like bounce to knees, straddle sit, knees, pike, knees, oh my god this is exhausting, die laughing and pant for a few minutes.
Thanks to the Lady X's camera flash, we did get this one shot I really like:
Yes -- the ceiling was ABSOLUTELY FASCINATING. Thanks for asking. It had the answers to ALL my questions, right up there in Helvetica Bold! Couldn't look away.
There was dinner at Sabur in Teele Square, where they still had the amazing berry/chocolate/hazelnut dessert that practically gave me an orgasm ten years ago, and finally home to collapse.
Thirty-six. Fuck yes, let's do this thing.
