Of sorts.

The Diwali celebration at the BAPS mandir was lovely. I didn’t get photos of the fireworks, but I did get one of the mandir, all lit up afterward:

(Makes me wish I had more stairs.)

A day late, but still sort of during the holiday, I went shopping and bought a new outfit, my very first patiala suit:

(Like, whoa, Scoob – I need a new camera in the worst way.)

Now Diwali is over, and close on its heels was my 29th birthday. In usual me birthday tradition, I decided to do a weird, monumental-ish thing, and got my nose pierced:

Not a bad iphone photo, either. It took all of 10 minutes, and feels the appropriate entry into the last year of my twenties. When it heals, I’ll change it out for some fancier jewelry (I wanted a little gold stud, but alas there was none to be had at the piercer). I feel obligated to say that Psycho Tattoo 2 in Sandy Springs is completely awesome.

And if it wasn’t, well, we (Jennie, the CG and husband, and WonderHusband) ate ourselves silly on bibimbap at Stone Bowl Cafe (yay for Grandma!)

(yeah, Grandma! She came by our table a few times, and was so sweet!)

and then cake

Jennie decided we shouldn’t spell Happy Birthday, if we didn’t need to, so I had a very Hippy Bathday, and many giggle fits.

Here’s to the last year of my twenties (which may actually be the first year of my thirties, but who’s counting)!