My birthday was definitely a joyous occasion, nicely spread out over a few days, as Hubby thoughtfully planned a surprise party in my honor to take place Sunday afternoon. That’s not to say I was totally unaware something was up – I’m a woman, I have intuition. However, it was a great day and a nice gathering with many of my friends and family. Hubby did his best – though unfortunately neglected to invite some people I would have loved to see – (If you are one of them, I am so sorry!).
After dessert for everyone (yummy brownie sundae!), gifts (yay! Starbucks gift cards), and some chatter, the party broke up and The Princess and Pumpkin went with my mom, while Hubby and I went out with some friends of ours for a movie (“The Departed” – gooooood) and dinner (which ended up being free because it took so long to get our food – free is also good). It was a very thoughtful day – and still not my actual birthday!
Monday, he surprised me with a trip out of town to the IKEA store on the other side of the state. Having never been to Ikea, it was a tad overwhelming. Such cute stuff, though. We had a fun time, and were home in time for Hubby and The Princess to make me a birthday cake.
Arrived home to the oddest gift of all – via UPS, a coworker in Oregon had sent me (along with some work I needed to complete) a huge hunk of parmigiano-reggiano cheese! Hilarious! Having made a fresh loaf of bread on Sunday, though, I grated up some of the cheese to sprinkle on the bread before toasting it (delish!) and for my salad.
I’m digging thirty so far. I have never really been too squidgy about my age. I have a friend who has been 25 for about nine years – and really, that’s not my style. I’m thirty… and that’s really not that old.
Thank you all for the birthday wishes!