Last Monday was my birthday. I am now 30 years old, which is just silly.
I requested a cheesecake this year, so Kyle made that for me on Saturday. We had dinner and celebratory times Sunday night with some friends, Sarah and Barry and their wee baby Emma. And, of course, ate the cheesecake. It was so tasty!
Monday was a wonderful birthday. I received tons of birthday wishes throughout the day via Facebook and chat, which was super nice. I got my hair cut, and that scalp massage was a great birthday treat. And we got to have more cheesecake with our lunch!
After Kyle got home from work, we went mini-golfing at Boomers and I WON! We’re still not quite sure how it happened. But that’s what the numbers said! And there were a couple of holes that I beat him on, so it almost makes sense? YAY! Next was dinner, for which we went to Olive Garden. We haven’t been there since we moved to CA, since there isn’t one super close by. But Tracy’s not that far away, so we decided to go. And the food was very good. Though Kyle didn’t realize until after his arrived that it was an appetizer. (I was about to call him a “foolish boy,” but he just handed me a slice of fresh-baked bread, so I suppose I shall forbear.)
Then we came home and I got to open the cards and presents I’d received. (Actually, I opened some before we left, but that’s neither here nor there.) I was gifted with several movies and books and cards and other things, including an apron (that we can only hope will bestow an ability to cook on the wearer). All in all, it was a wonderful day—I felt that a lot of people cared about me, which is always a very good feeling.