I, I, Palindrome. I, I, Palindrome.

I honestly don’t know how to type that out, but it’s a They Might Be Giants song.

I, I, ‘m 33! It has to be a lucky year. 3 is lucky, and I’m TWO of them!

We’ve been pseudo celebrating for days. It started Friday, when we went out in search of the guitar I thought I had picked for myself. I’ve been eyeing it for a couple months. I’ve gone in and played it a dozen times (or so it seems). We went in on Friday and it sounded atrocious. I have no idea what happened. The manager said something about their humidifier going caddywompus, but still.

So we left. I was deflated. I’d been searching for a guitar for a year and a half and hadn’t found “the one” yet. Then I thought I had, and I hadn’t.

But we got ice cream. It was the beginning of my birthday.

Saturday, Nate and I went on our date. We got our new eyeglasses adjusted (Nate has glasses! Remind me to tell you about it. If you live locally and need glasses, I can totally tell you where to go) and then decided to try the Guitar Center in Seattle to see what they had. And I came home with an amazing guitar.

It’s the same model as the one I thought I was going to buy, but this one really sounds incredible.

I had it set up yesterday, and the four guitar builder guys in this indie shop I took it to raved about it. It rings like a bell. It sings. (It resonates like crazy, has very even tone, and is all-around awesome). So now, I FINALLY have my own guitar. I’m giddy.

Saturday afternoon we went to the girls softball game, then to a big family dinner at Tres Hermanos sponsored by Nate’s grandma. (Not for my birthday, but it was still a party).

Sunday, we had the big family gathering at our place.

Monday, well, wasn’t exactly a party, but I got my guitar set up, played with my brother, and went on a fun walk with Veronica and Clark. Plus, there were leftovers from Sunday. So food was good.

And today is the actual day.

I want to knit more on the shawl. I have a guitar lesson. I’m hoping to hit an indian buffet for lunch if I can manage it. Hayden is coming over tonight for our usual Tuesday Knit Nite.

Good times.

Added-

The girls made my breakfast shake and toast for me while I was in the shower. They added half of a can of orange juice concentrate from the freezer. My brain’s kinda buzzin’.