Getting up the hill

My birthday has come and gone. This one was a milepost. A nice round number. It is a BINGO point in the flight of life.
My wife was determined to make this one special and she went all out. She kidnapped me and took me up to Sedona for a night. I got a helicopter tour while I was up there. We came back and I had a very chill party. I had a great time, I assume everyone else did also. I have found my circle of friends and acquaintances has grown to the point that my house does not hold them all, so we had the party at The Monastery.
She also got me a bunch of presents. I feel very loved. I would list them here but I don't want to sound like I am bragging (but I am).