I have awakened upon this, the occasion of my 42nd natal day, with a killer headache. Probably not enough water yesterday. #hydrates
Yesterday I served up bbq pulled pork, applesause, potato salad, pasta salad, green salad, and baked beans for the family. I made everything except the baked beans, which Mom made. It was all really really good, although as Sarah pointed out, in retrospect, too much work for my own birthday. (Mom DID offer to host, but for some reason I said nah, it’s cool. Somewhere around hour 4 of being in the kitchen cooking and doing dishes I decided I’d chosen poorly, but it was far too late by then. *laughs*)
My younger nephew, who is quite a good artist, did up a birthday card for me. On the envelope there was a drawing of a ptranodon, which was saying, “Careful! There’s a T-Rex inside!”
Inside, there was a drawing of a T-Rex saying, “Happy birfday!” with an astrisked note below saying, “He said “birfday” instead of “birthday” because it’s hard for T-Rexes to talk.” *laughs and laughs*
Dessert was an *exceptionally* good lemon cake (this recipe, but this time I added about a quarter teaspoon of salt and a splash of vanilla, and OMG), which I also made, and it was an altogether lovely afternoon. Thank you, family, for coming over!
Also, happy birthday shout-outs to all my birthday twins! Lynette! Novella! Michelle! And Morgan Freeman, Marilyn Monroe and Superman, too! :)