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No epically long post on my birthday cruise, as I doubt I'd be able to maintain the energy for it. We left NYC last Tuesday and spent two "fun days at sea" on our way to Grand Turk, where I had my amazing beyond words horseback riding experience. I'd previously ridden on a dude ranch trip during my last year of junior high, but riding Pumpkin (I think the wrangler was pulling my leg with the name, but as Pumpkin is an adorable moniker for a horse I'm sticking with it) in the warm island sunshine while splashing through the surf? Again, amazing beyond words. On the actual day of my birthday we were docked at Half Moon Cay in the Bahamas, a private island rented by the cruise company. Half Moon Cay had, hands down, the best beach I've ever come across. We spent a lot of time in the water, and I managed to burn my left shoulder while obtaining an astonishingly deep tan (I must remember to pack sunblock and a big floppy hat in future). That evening we went to the Steakhouse located on the ship for dinner (my treat), and I ate the best lobster bisque EVER. The next day we went to Nassau, Bahamas, and I got to interact with a feisty dolphin named Brewer; so feisty, in fact, that he threw his ball at another woman in my group after being asked to fetch one time too many. * Then there were two days on the water as we returned home.

So I'm officially 30. I'm not going to get overly reflective here, but I will say that while I acknowledge on a daily basis that I'm quite blessed and/or lucky I'm not happy with my current situation. Not referring to my living situation, because that's a conscious decision on my part and one that I bitch about on the occasion but don't have any real impetus to change for a number of reasons. I mean socially. As in continued difficulties playing well with others. Or playing with others, full stop. At this point in my life I'm more resigned to whatever happens, and am more willing to just go out and have fun however I may like. So there's less wallowing and shrugging and going about my day now. Yay to spinsterdom and getting eaten by wild dogs! ** (grin)



* An aside about the Dolphin Excursion: we were required to don wetsuits provided by the staff to enter the tank area. A gentleman handed over the suits, sizing us visually. He gave me a size 10 suit. I was flattered, but not delusional - I ended up going back to get a larger size after taking a minute to laugh.

**Btw, that's totally tongue-in-cheek.

Flashback to my college days!

Ovation is marathoning the original Queer as Folk. I still want to smack Nathan's bottom until he gets some sense into his head, still want to punch Stuart really hard on the shoulder and possibly go for a face shot, and still want Vince to grow a backbone. Then I want to gather them all in a group hug. I wish I hadn't lent my copy out so I could re-watch it.