32...what a year! We started it off with a trip to Japan, spent the summer in a massive "life explosion" of house guests, apartment moves and job title changes and ended it with a bang. I wouldn't trade that year for anything, but I hope 33 is a bit calmer.
I arrived home on Friday to find that our garage had been broken into (one last piece of drama for 32?). Thankfully not too serious, they took a bike and some tools - but its never a great feeling. Rob and I decided to kick off the birthday weekend anyway with a night at the opera. The whole city was lit up in orange to cheer on the Giants in the World Series. Moby-Dick was good, not my favorite performance of the season on the music side but with wonderful sets.
I spent Saturday morning being deliciously lazy catching up on TV in my pajamas. Rob had the police come over to file a report about the theft. Quite unhelpfully, they suggested that the thieves would be back soon for the rest of our stuff. Jeeze.
At noon, we loaded up the tandem bike and rode around town with some friends from Bike Party. It was lovely weather to be putting around town. More Giants pride everywhere we looked.
We ended the ride at Dolores Park, so unusually sunny and warm. We ate tacos from a food cart while watching a dancing robot entertain the kids.
Jean and Trent arrived on Sunday morning to spend the day together in Pt. Reyes. We stopped in Petaluma for a delightful pumpkin patch on the way.
Picked up oysters at Hog Island and then hiked a mysterious trail along the water, complete with rope bridge, jellyfish and spooky shrine. Gorgeous weather!
We took the oysters and other picnic supplies to our friend Eric's house in Fairfax. Big feast on his deck overlooking Marin.
Followed by a delicious berry pear pie and lovely full-moon soak in his hot tub. Back home in the dark with just enough time to put up some halloween decorations and pack for my mad-dash business trip to Kansas City before the city erupted in cheers as the Giants won the World Series!