I’m getting up bright and early and heading to Winston-Salem tomorrow! Since I won’t be at home for my birthday on the 8th, we had our little family party last night. My dad made me a cake, I frosted it awkwardly, and my siblings wrote “25” on it in candles. Only in Roman numerals, so it said XXV. Which takes a LOT of candles. I love my family.
We also grilled steaks, plum tomatoes and big mushroom caps. And ate corn on the cob and homemade Caesar salad. As my Nana asks rhetorically after each meal, “Isn’t food wonderful?”
Also, I said some mean things to the tinfoil roll and it ran away. Woops.
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