Last Friday was my birthday. As my son so eloquently puts it, "It's the eighteenth anniversary of my 30th birthday." That boy's got a future in fiction or politics. Not sure which.
The day was quiet. The night before we'd traveled to our local Six Flags, didn't return home until 2 in the morning, and I had to be up by 6:30 am for Le Day Job. Needless to say, I was pretty wiped by the time my birthday evening rolled around. I requested a pizza for my fabulous birthday dinner. (A trend. Both my kids requested Albert's Pizza--the family favorite--for their birthdays as well this year.)
And then...it was present time. My girl surprised me with all my favorite summer vanilla scents from Bath & Body Works in a very pretty gift bag. Dh came through with the requested present: a Nook. And the boy provided the leather jacket for said Nook.