Well I was far too busy to post anything yesterday because it was my birthday. I am now all freshly turned 36. That number sounds quite grown up, but I laughed heartily at a really childish, puerile, silly joke this morning, so I've managed to avoid maturity for another year. Whew! And look at all the beeeautiful cards I got! I got lovely presents, too.
In our house, birthdays are marked by breakfast in bed (a bacon sandwich and a cup of coffee), the children ripping into any presents that are within sight, and a special dinner that everyone likes (spaghetti and meatballs, and chocolate cake with hundreds and thousands on it). What do you do on Your birthday?