Yes, I turned 35 on November 28th. However, I worked all day, every day, the seven days before it, on my birthday, and the three days after it. So it's all a blur. A complete blur.
There was some dinner in there. A very nice dinner, indeed, at which I nearly face-planted and fell asleep after salad from exhaustion. Yes, exhaustion. Not wine. Exhaustion.
And gifts! Yes, there were lovely gifts. Lots of them!
1. Snappy orangey-pink Abbey Road pajamas.
2. Tod's orange chopper bag and wallet.
3. Birth order book.
4. Makeup brushes.
5. Box of orange Velveeta.
6. Pilates Reformer classes.
7. Flowers with orange tulips.