Happy Birthday to me!

Yesterday was my 35th birthday! I'm a third of the way to being 105 years old! I think that this second third is going to be the BEST!

Matt and I celebrated by going out to dinner. Matt rushed home from work and we were off to a nearby kid-friendly restaurant. We drank a glass of wine and ordered a great appetizer... then ordered the rest of our meal to-go. It's dramatic how different this year has been compared to the many others. The night before, Bella woke up at 2:30 am. She was inconsolable with Matt (he did try hard) so I held her awhile. I think she was really trying to be the first to wish me happy birthday.

Tonight I attempted to make myself a birthday cake. Matt gave me a fun peace sign cake pan so I wanted to try it out. I was a bit distracted while preparing. I cracked the eggs into the sink, instead of the bowl - dah! Fortunately, we had many more eggs to use. After mixing the ingredients and pouring it into the pan, I realized I forgot to add the oil - double dah! I poured in the oil on top of the mix and tried to blend it in when I smelled something funny. It really wasn't funny when I realized that Duchess pooped in the middle of the floor. That damn incontinent dog! I'm going to hope for sanity and continence in my older years.