Wednesday, July 05, 2006

My 27th birthday was a beautiful disaster. After an emotional day of crying and screaming and confusing my dear husband we went up on the roof to watch fireworks and drink sparkling cider. He made me a cake that he baked in two caserole dishes. It was lopsided and funny looking, but all I could see when I looked at it was his efforts to make it a good day for me, and it worked. I'm not sure I'll ever be okay with my birthday at least not while we are here away from my family and twin sister, but he managed to make me laugh while I cried and for that gift, I will always be gratefull.

I should tell you that I made him wear the apron under protest. :)

7 comments:

Aola said...

Hugs to both of you!!

Aola said...

and I like the gotee, looks good

erica said...

YAY for 27 year olds, for lovey cakes. For this new pic of you...

Becky said...

I do love the pic. The hair is so perfect for you.

I'm sorry the b-day was not perfect, but I do hope the year will be.

Kristen said...

Cute cake! (And I like your hair, too. Super babe!)

Aola said...

I don't know why in the world you let 27 bother you, you look just like you did in high school!!! only smarter and wiser :)

Sandra said...

Thanks Ladies! I wrote a reply earlier, but have no idea where it went.
I'm still getting used to the hair, but I think I almost like it.
Aola, you made me laugh!