The Day After... (my birthday)

So, yesterday was the big two-five.  The quarter-century mark.  Damn, I feel old.  Blah.  I went out for lunch with my mother on the 11th, but all my friends were busy, working, or out of town yesterday.  So, I decided to have a nice quiet birthday.  I started off the day visiting my horse.  (Read: shovelling horse shit for 5 hours so that I can afford to keep him boarded there.)  Didn't feel like riding, because my stomach was a bit off and I had a headache, but I did learn how to "swing up" bareback with the horse in motion.  T'was cool.

Then, I cleaned up and went to Newick's seafood restaurant, where you get $10 off your dinner on your birthday.  I had broiled scallops and swordfish with salad and baked potato for $6.50.  It was a nice, enjoyable, quiet lunch, which I shared with Harry Potter, via my copy of HBP.  (It's even better on the re-read!)

Next, I went to Barnes and Nobles, to partake in my favourite personal pastime: writing my fic.  Chapter 16 is coming along beautifully.

Finally, I went home, checked my e-mail (*sigh* I was hoping for more activity on Schnoogle.), went for a nice run, showered, and waited for my mother and sister to come home.  They were supposed to get back home from Boston around 8:00PM, and we were going to have ice cream cake with my neighbourhood friends, but they got back at 11:00.  By then, I actually felt kinda sick... headache, dizzy, etc.  It really sucked.  So, I crashed on the sofa, watched the end of the Red Sox game (they won, yay!), and finally dragged my sorry arse to bed. 

The highlight of my birthday was the beautiful piece of artwork that red_rahl  made for me for a present.  It's really beautiful.  H/D in the woods!  SQUEE!  (Go over there and give her some review-loving!  Now!)

Oh! And SQUEE AGAIN! I get to be the photographer today at the wedding.  Oh yes.  My friend's (the groom) photographer cancelled on him the day before yesterday.  The only photographer who COULD do it was going to charge James $1,000.  Insane, if you ask me.  So, being the only photo-savvy person he knows, I'm doing it.  Consider it my wedding gift, because I'm dead-broke.

Anyway, time to go get dressed.  Is it appropriate to wear black to a wedding?  *meh*