Bourbon is magical!

Well, I did it. Last Saturday, Nov. 10th I successfully completed three decades of life! Okay, if you wanna get technical I completed three decades last year when I turned 29, but just go along with me here.
My 30th birthday was pretty quiet and unassuming. I didn't get to enjoy it as much as I should have because I had a law school exam hanging over my head. Though several people had invited me to do things on Saturday, I had to turn most of them down because I needed to work on my 10 page paper. Then I began feeling bad about myself for being so uptight and not enjoying myself. Add to that the "excitement" of a birthday and then weird "i'm getting old" feeling and the day ended up being one of up and down emotions. A few days have passed now and I'm realizing that 30 really is just a number and I don't feel any older than I did last week.
The one fun thing I did take time to do on Saturday is make a trip to Versailles (the Kentucky one, not the France one) to the Woodford Reserve Distillery. If you've never been, do yourself a favor and go. Jenny and I had been talking about going there for over a year now and we finally decided to just do it. The trip was a pilgrimage of sorts, as Jenny and I have acquired a bit of a taste for Woodford over the last year or so (spending 30 bucks on a bottle of bourbon as opposed to 10 bucks is definitely a sign of age). The drive to the distillery was great because it takes you through horse country - amazing farms with black fences that go on for miles. I'd venture to say most those fences cost more than my house and the horse barns are definitely more costly than my own abode. There were still a lot of leaves on the trees and of course they were beautiful in their golds, reds, and oranges.
Once we arrived at the distillery we bought our tickets for the tour. Unfortunately, we had just missed one and had to wait an hour for the next. We entertained ourselves in the lobby and giftshop until our time came. The tour was amazing! I'm so in love with bourbon now! The process is so fascinating and I couldn't get enough of the smells. The fermenting grains, the white oak barrels, the bourbon! Bourbon is magical. I'd enlighten you with all the details of how it's made, but I don't want to ruin the tour for those of you that might go. If you want though, let me know and I'll let you in on the magic and mystery of bourbon. If only it tasted better.
The only "bad" thing about the trip was that neither of us brought a camera. Its just as well I suppose. The scenery and the lighting were so perfect that i'm not sure there's a camera that could capture it. Like when you try to photograph the grand canyon, or the ocean. There's no camera like the mind.
After the trip I returned home, visited with Jill a bit, and then I spent Saturday night of my 30th birthday working on my law school paper. You know, I don't think I really regret the way I spent the day at all. It wasn't full of excitement and celebration, but it was full of "moments," and after all, those are the things we remember. ....but I think I will do some celebration this upcoming weekend just to be sure i'm not getting too old. :)