I've spent my birthdays alone for the last few years. Not intentionally, but either I was on the road working or, like this year MDH was on the road working. I'm a big girl and it's OK to spend my birthday alone. Really - I don't mind. Besides our trip to Toronto was part of my birthday celebration and MDH and I will celebrate my birthday yet again with dinner at a swanky restaurant this weekend. My darling also left me some presents before he jetted off, including but not limited to:
- The new book by David Sedaris called When You Are Engulfed In Flames, which may be the best title for any book ever.
- Dirty coffee cups and errant socks strewn about the house for me to find throughout the week like an Easter egg hunt. So thoughtful.
- A bag of candy orange slices (my secret favorite).
- This framed photo of her and Ted from the Phillies game as a memento of our trip to Philadelphia a few weeks ago.
What really made my birthday great was realizing that last night began the new season of Project Runway and having the house to myself so that I could enjoy it with no interruptions. It was my birthday wish come true. God, I fucking love that show.
*I've been meaning to include her on my blogroll for months and I swear I didn't just now do it because she put me on hers.