my old man river

Last Thursday, my husband transitioned into a new decade of his life. He officially closed the doors on his 20s (which I hear is harder than it sounds) and turned the big 3-0. We celebrated his 30th birthday by going out for a night (well, a few hours anyway) on the town. I had these grandiose plans of throwing him a huge surprise party, but considering he's not much a crowd person (which is ironic, considering his profession), I figured he'd feel a little out of sorts. I played around with the idea of going out by ourselves, but what 's a celebration without friends? Instead, I had him compile a small list of his closest friends who we invited to meet us at a steakhouse downtown. It was a wonderful night, drinking good wine, eating incredible food (I even tried raw tuna, and if you know me at all - a small town girl growing up on venison meat and game bird - eating raw tuna was a pretty huge step!) and fellowshipping with a great group of people:

Thank you, to all of our wonderful friends, for making this a night that my husband will always remember! Although I was feeling under the weather (Chloe and I are both sick with the flu that has been circulating through our house for 3 weeks!), we had so much fun and appreciate all of you (even those of you who show up 45 minutes late...hint...hint...you know who you are! ;)...wink!). I even found out that I have quite the following on my blog (some who even check it daily???), so I'm EXPECTING to hear from all of you! :)

As a side note, not only was this a birthday celebration, but this was the first time we've left Chloe with a sitter since she was born. I'm happy to say she did very well and drank two FULL bottles (did I mention we were only gone for 3 hours?).