I had a strange birthday.
One of hot chocolate and public crying. (thanks Keltie for ratting out exactly HOW insane I am)
Of beautiful flowers delivered to the door. Makes me feel so glamorous to have flowers delivered.
Of flour-less, chocolate cake made by husband and children…YUMMYYYY!
Of meeting Mr. F. my new best present. I get the honor of hearing him call me Auntie Tova as soon as he’s verbal. He is long, perfect, cute (even as a newborn) and healthy. I missed the birth as his mommy is one of these very efficient people. Almost too efficient. That’s what paramedics are for!!
And then I finished the night off with going to our favourite bistro/restaurant where the owner knows us and had glasses of champagne at the table as my present. We then had mussles and bistro fries (DELICIOUS) and I finished the night off with a Mango Martini.
That’s my, I already had champagne and David is making stupid jokes, face.
All in all, a good day. David and the kids had flowers and chocolate all over the house for me. Which I think should remain a permanent fixture in our house.