Another year come and gone.

Today was my birthday. It started out a little sketchy but ended up being very enjoyable. I had to get up and go to work (the blah part). But Mr X swooped into my work and whisked me away for a pleasant lunch. Throughout my day all sorts of friends and family called or wrote to wish me well on my special day so I was feeling very much remembered and loved and that's really what makes a birthday wonderful. A niece and a nephew even called to sing the birthday song to me. I came home to these beautiful flowers from Mr X:

Then Mr X took me out to a Turkish restaurant for dinner, where I tried something (I can't remember what it was called) I've never heard of before. It was delicious. Then we came back and wandered the neighborhood, admiring the immaculate and interesting houses we'll never be able to afford. When the sun began to set we headed home and Mr X put the finishing touches on my cake while we watched the sun set from our patio.

My cake was an angel food cake with mixed berries and whipped cream. It was just what I wanted. I was serenaded with the birthday song one more time by Mr X.

Mr X particularly liked a gift given to me by my mother. Birds of North America. He immediately grabbed the book and began looking for chickens.

I received several lovely gifts today. But you should be warned about one of them. This one:

Don't be surprised if YOU get a fresh brick of homemade cheese for your birthday this year.