AUGUST 9, 2009

i am living with an almost thirty birthday boy. thirty is a big year, isn’t it? i thought it should be celebrated in style, so…i planned. and i planned really well. first, i invited a friend to come surprise Andreas. don’t ask me how i kept it a secret for t-h-r-e-e months, but i did. Robi, arrived on wednesday and they have been the dynamic duo living it up midwest style including: jack stacks, baseball, worlds of fun, fork & screen, summer heat and the pool, mexican food, cuban cigars and good wheat beer.

second, another adventure was checked off the list today – skydiving. not my idea, not my idea at all. but i am supportive and we have life insurance, so i said do it once. Robi and Andreas flew up 10,000 feet in a dinky plane, risked their lives, experienced 45 seconds of indescribable free falling to be followed with parachuting to the end. it was hard – i made him say pet gracie before we left, ask where he wanted to be buried and told him he could back out any time. but they loved it, and if asked i’m sure they would do it again.