This was one of the best birthdays. Which I wouldn't have expected, what with being two weeks out from David's surgery, having survived two rounds of illness in the house, AND behind two weeks at work. At the last minute (and the urging of my friends who own the company I work for), I took the entire day off. I didn't do anything extraordinary. But I did do exactly what I wanted. I left home late. I shopped the sale racks. I had a massage. And I met girlfriends for dinner, had my favorite hamburger in the world (and fries!), and talked and talked. And laughed. And finished the night with brownies. Simple. Wonderful. And just what I needed.
Above are the cupcakes we had on Sunday to celebrate with the boys. Vanilla chocolate chip with butter cream icing and Roiboos tea. I pulled out the Danish china. Just right.
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