I am now the age my mother was when I graduated from high school. This could possibly be depressing, but really, I'm happy to have lived all this life of mine. My birthday was a wonderfully fun day, thanks to my darling husband and my dear children. I slept in, had brunch in bed, rose to a family cleaning the house for me, finished a knitted t-shirt, and then took an hour and a half to get ready for a big date with my manly man. He took me to DC to see an adaptation of "The Liar" by the Shakespeare Theater Company, and to dinner, and generally tried to show me a good time with flattery and humor and tenderness. It was a great day... and I am a very blessed woman.
Also, he bought me a mug which features Shakespearian insults which makes me laugh... and since we recently bought a stovetop espresso maker, I had to christen it with a delicious, perfectly foamy cappuccino. Et Voila!