It happens every year - my birthday, that is.  (Oy...we're on Day 3 or 4 of mentioning it, I'm suspiciously sounding like a narcissist...Yikes!)  It's my blog, I can write whatever I want.  So there.  And yes, it was my birthday yesterday. Anyhoo...after a grueling day of work, I celebrated my birthday with Mr. who… Continue reading The day after my birthday dinner