His birthday was yesterday (Wow, has 30 really come and gone for him? My 31st is right around the corner as well.) and we went out to the Gateway to the Clark Planetarium. I guess our experience just demonstrates how old we really are because, despite how wonderful the show was (about extreme planets), it really made both of us very dizzy and slightly sick to our stomachs as the screen flew us across the galaxy looking at newly discovered planets. All those wishes in the back of my head to go back to 6 Flags, Knott's Berry Farm, or another extreme amusement park really should be shelved for good considering I got sick sitting in a domed movie theater looking up at a simple projection!
For his official party, we got together on Sunday, the 27th for dinner, presents, and cake.
The picture above is supposed to be of a 31 on his cake. Definitely looks different from my angle versus Mark's angle (Mark took the pictures and is about 1 foot 4 inches taller than I am.)