Tomorrow I Will Be 40

Holy shit, I was just 23...so it seems. And what am I about to have for late dinner before turning in? A whopping bowl of Fruity Pebbles. Yeah! That's right. Fruity Pebbles.
This past Friday we went up to DC to hear the ever lovely Susan Graham sing at the Kennedy Center. We had made great time but then got caught up in traffic and whatnot and I ended up dressing and applying light makeup in the garage of aforementioned Kennedy Center.
So there, possibly, is my life in a nutshell of sorts : childish absurdity mixed with a fervent grasp for beauty.
She was great. I'd like to be her personal chef. And best best friend.