Happy Birthday Steve.

This Friday was Steve's birthday. Big 29. He seemed to have a good birthday. A bunch of his friends came to Seattle from Iowa, San Diego, and LA. They came up for the birthday celebration as well as for his "bachelor party." They are all good friends of Steve's and some of them are my good friends from Law School. It was really good to see everyone. We all had a really good time. The weekend consisted of them going to the Crab-Pot, a nigth on the town, golfing, bbq'ing, a little of this....

and this...

and this...

with a little of this...

and this...

with a little bit of this mixed in...

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Yes, that tent is set up in our backyard. There were 5 boys, 1 me, and 1 roommate named Beth all squished into our tiny house. Hannon, who takes credit for Steve and I ever starting to date, decided that, instead of trying to find some comfortable floor space, he would sleep in the tent. He claimed it was the best bed in the house and that he had a wonderful night's sleep.

My poor little house has been cleaned, aired out, and de-stinkified from all the man power that was here this weekend. It took a little bit of elbow grease to get it back to normal, but it was worth it for the good times and memories.