Yesterday, my children and hubby dragged me, kicking and screaming, away from my computer. (Obviously if I kicked and screamed I must be a little looney. Most people would be happy to exchange work for fun.) We took a little road trip up to Annapolis, had a lovely lunch, strolled the brick and cobblestone streets of the port city, bought comic books, and found awesome candy and pastry shops. At night, I went to book club where the discussion was about Tender at the Bone, by Ruth Reichl. The discussion ended up with a wonderful round of favorite family recipes and food moments.
This morning, I reopened my computer to find Ooo-gobs (that’s a very specific and scientific value of love and friendship) of birthday wishes via Live Journal and Facebook. Thank you all. Many of you guessed that this was my 29th or 30th birthday. Aren’t you funny. I won’t be 30 again for another two years.