Tonight's drive home was spectacular in so many ways. There was the sunset, as seen here. And the fact that the boy and I, for the first time in our whole relationship, drove fast with the windows down and old Wilco blaring from the stereo. The fast and windows down part are nothing new, but until this week we've never had a working stereo so we usually drive to the tune of our own conversation. Which isn't bad at all. But nothing quite compares to the mood created by the music you love. Especially enhanced by a warm dusky evening on the Chesapeake Bay.
This week was big in some ways. I had a birthday, my 29th to be exact. And almost all my favorite (local) people came out to help me celebrate with a major fancy picnic. I didn't get a single photo, I just soaked it in. As I write I'm reliving it through leftovers - 'The Birthday Sequal: Birthday Harder' Zeb called it tonight - blue cheese, truffle honey, homemade bread, an olive assortment, rosemary olive oil cake and champagne.
A day later we hit 3 years of lucky in love, and we spent that day buying our first joint car, a traumatic, funny, and ultimately bonding experience that I can't imagine we'll top in terms of memorable anniversaries. We took breaks from the pushy salesmen to wine taste in Virginia, and ended up at a 10 pm dinner at Ceiba with our new ride.
Tonight, driving back from an Annapolis Sound job, in that new ride with the windows down and this sunset and those tunes and my husband of three years I felt my mind calm a bit, and remembered how good life is right now.