Well, I had another birthday. It was pretty great as long as I conveniently forgot which year I turned. I swear, it seems like the time just gets more precious the older I get. I am happy to report one great thing about getting older: I get power tools as presents. Yes! My honey surprised me with a new torch head AND a tumbler (which means my jewelry has had a complete makeover which I cannot wait to photograph in all of its shiny splendor)! We ate some cheese cake. MyGirl made this beautiful cuff for me all by her nine-year-old self with felt and beautiful stitching (I'm super proud), and MyBoy created a very nice piece of collage art that I must frame. Possibly the cutest birthday event was my morning puppet show presentation of the "Happy Birthday Song". So, to another year. Cheers!