So Saturday was my birthday. I’m odd about birthdays. I like to have people remember them but I always feel awkward about saying anything. As if mentioning my birthday will seem like I’m dropping hints. So I tend to be quiet and go into hiding.
It was a quiet day but very nice. I spiced up my usual oatmeal breakfast by adding a little cinnamon and apple in addition to my usual frozen blueberries. (I know, living on the wild side!) We went to the farmer’s market in the morning and Dom spontaneously bought me a beautiful bouquet of flowers. For lunch I made a lovely tomato and basil salad on fresh bread. And a bit of goat cheese also on the bread. After lunch while the girls were both napping at the same time, Dom went and got me a hot fudge sundae. Decadent. And he gave me a few books off my amazon wish list… he knows me so well.
Dinner was at our favorite sushi place. Where they don’t mind babies. We got a quiet table in the sushi bar near the door where there were no other patrons to be bothered by toddler antics and baby squeals. Perfect.
Phone calls from my family. Including my sister who was so caught up in the drama of moving that she forgot what day it was. But then again I have a sister who calls just to talk and doesn’t need the excuse of a birthday. How wonderful is that.
I hope my next trip around the sun brings me as much joy as the last one has.
They have the best miso soup. I’m in heaven.
Bella investigates her sushi.
Hmm… not bad.
Dom feeds Bella a little of my tuna. Raw fish isn’t so bad.
Sophie amuses herself with my soup spoon.
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