My birthday felt that it had come and gone but there were still a group who showed up to watch Benjamin try and gather the last few things off the floor as Suzanne and Jim and Judy competed for bad camera poses.

Once we got to the restaurant, Perry and Liz who had already started their martinis were feeling not pain at the view down and across the table of good friends from the work place. The menu and my frog and peach plate didn't do well in the low light conditions. There was a toast and so I lifted my glass and sword to join in as my herb crepes arrived along with the other first courses but this was only topped by the main courses

which were followed by dessert and coffees of various flavors.

Against this back drop, we arose on Saturday and headed into town to mail this package that had been lingering for too long. We met the Sheiner's at PJ's as we headed to Zorba's for Jane's BLT with fires Ben's chocolate milk and Jane's Orangina to wash down his chicken nuggets as I ate a falafel and these people at our table were nice enough to take this picture of us. At Thomas Sweet's, Ben pondered his ice cream and then took a bite as Jane's sat waiting for her while I photographed the fun house mirror amid the logo and menu pages of the confectionaire.

Walking onward, we ran into Lucy and Mary Knapp as the peace protest loomed in the distance where this man had a beautiful sign and Michael spoke with the woman with the baby on her back as the balloons fluttered and peace by balloon or postcard seemed like a good idea even to these bongo drummers who serenaded us.

Back at home were the water bottles from Suzanne's car as we headed off to Ben's basketball game against the girl's team.