60 years old always sounded old to me.  Grandmas and old aunties were in their sixties.  Gray haired citizens who walked slow and sat at McDonalds drinking endless cups of senior discounted coffee were in their sixties.  Sixty was a big number and it took a long time to get there.

Well, Aunty just turned 60 recently, and it really was quite nice.  A fruit bouquet of chocolate starred pineapples and a day with a couple of good old friends  made the milestone event a very pleasant bump in the pathway of life.

We dressed up in hats and our best jewelry, had a delicious healthy buffet lunch at Indigo Restaurant in downtown Honolulu (fish was fabulous and so was the balsamic vinegar eggplant) and then finding a trendy little shop with a surprisingly wonderful inventory of things to wear and see was icing on the cake.  La Muse at 1156 Nuuanu Avenue is tucked away and worth looking for.

Aunty’s big 6-0 gift to herself from La Muse are hand embroidered magical shoes that transport the wearer and might further Aunty in her quest to perform TaiChi properly.

I actually love being able to finally say that I am 60.  Next year, I’ll say I am OVER 60 and hopefully people will say that I don’t look a day over 59!