Frith O’Steen

Yeah, ok so the title of this post is from a very silly SNL sketch from like 3 years ago, but it’s stuck in my head so there you go!

Yup, I had a birthday this weekend and now I’m 32! I’ve been driving for 16 years, I’m now truly a “thirtysomething”, and I’m divisible by 8 and 4. It was a fun weekend - my parents were thoughtful enough to have me on a day that typically winds up somewhere during Memorial Day festivities, which meant I often got the day off of school or work (well, except when I worked at CalSO for 3 years) and more importantly so did my family and friends. (It’s not as much fun to just celebrate by yourself, although it does generally guarantee a larger portion of cake just for you).

Saw lots of folks over the three days, and then on the actual day itself (May 30, for those keeping track of such things) I went with Sean, Decker, my dad and sisters to Golden Gate Park for a picnic and then rowing around Stow Lake. So fun! Although, I will say that Decker didn’t seem to think so, at least for the first part of the boat ride. But once we distracted him with pretzels and put in the front of the boat with his daddy (thanks for rowing, Tully!) then he was good to go. The weather in SF was gorgeous - man, what a beautiful city.

Ended the day with yummy dinnner and presents at my folks’ place - birthdays are so great! You get to set desserts on fire, rip boxes open, and just be really silly. Case in point: the marshmallow gun I received from Sean. I believe there are still soft little bits of sweet white shrapnel all over my parents’ living room!