It was on the first. I turned 38. It was a fun day (and I didn't have a chance to blog about it). I decided to keep it low-key this year. Not because I was getting older (I love my birthday), but life has been a little crazy lately. I (mercifully) survived a few rounds of layoffs at work. My father-in-law had (successful) open heart surgery. I just wanted a cupcake and a movie.
Being the strategist that I am, I picked a movie theater in the same plaza as a cupcake bakery. We saw American Hustle (it was really good). As you can see, my cupcake choices ranneth over. If that wasn't a word before, it is now.
In the end, we left with a six-pack (because calories do not count on your birthday). (And because my birthday will be on the same day as the Super Bowl next year, and nobody wants that.) If you are wondering, I did leave with one of the chocolate Nutella cupcakes. I will never turn my back on Nutella.
I decided to adopt an African Dwarf Frog and named him Irving. Jack wasn't a big fan, and I have since bought him his own tank and a girlfriend.
This was quite a surprise gift, from one of my best friends. I can now make a mean espresso at home. It is great for the days when I don't have time for a Starbucks run (and NEED my coffee)
My mother-in-law is a jewelry designer, and she made these for me. If I was a better photographer, you would really appreciate this picture.
I am also really loving my gifts from a best friend across the pond. My love affair with Soap and Glory continues, and could Harrod's do pugs any cuter?