Yesterday was my birthday. Jonny asked me the night before what I wanted for breakfast. I requested oatmeal with peaches (frozen ones, cooked on the stove in maple syrup.) He thought my request was lame because it involved everyday, boring, oatmeal. I thought it sounded great because it involved peaches. To jazz it up, Jonny added whipped cream. Silas dipped his bacon in the oatmeal cream mixture and thought it was great. Jonny also bought orange juice, but because we aren’t used to having it in the fridge, we all forgot about it and didn’t drink any. That’s good for today’s breakfast though.
The girls picked out tulips for me and also bought “me” truffles with their own money. I put “me” in quotes, because actually, they bought the truffles because they wanted them. It was all a trick, and I played along by letting them eat my truffles. Keats shyly handed me a wrapped package that contained a box of tea. He chose the flavor himself, and I proclaimed it my new favorite (black tea with pomegranate.) A gift from my mom had arrived in the mail earlier in the week, complete with what can only be described as a “Glamour Shot” of me taped right to the front of the brown paper.
Then, at the end of the day:
Jonny baked an apple cranberry crisp for my birthday dessert. I had no idea that Larkspur had insisted that he buy birthday candles for me at the grocery store. Jonny helped Larkspur count them by fives, all the way up to thirty five. That’s a lot of candles! I can’t remember the last time I blew out birthday candles. I highly recommend it, although if you are middle aged like me and require lots of candles, you might want to choose something firmer than a fruit crisp for your dessert!
All in all it was a nice and easy, quiet birthday and I am very thankful for another year. And now, I guess many of you will be celebrating the new year tonight! Have fun! I will be going to bed early myself, one of my new year’s resolutions.
p.s. On Saturday morning, I picked up one of my very best friends and a whole lot of camera equipment, and we traveled north through a bit of snow to photograph a very special wedding together. It’s not very often that one has the privilege of working side by side with a close friend, capturing the wedding of another dear friend’s firstborn son’s wedding: maybe once in a lifetime. I can’t get over it, truly, I can’t. If you’d like to see more photos of the big day, please visit Elizabeth’s blog.