It turns out I had a birthday. It was lovely, thanks for asking! My parents came down to visit, along with my brother and sister-in-law. We went to brunch at 25 Main (which was delicious food with horrific service, but oh well, I think the food made up for it), and then had some delicious Red Velvet cake made by Clark (with Cream Cheese Frosting made by my mom).
I even got binary candles.
Oh, so yummy!
And then we went to Cedar City to see The Comedy of Errors at the Shakespearean Festival. It was excellent, though I expected no less. Actually, The Comedy of Errors was our Valentine's Day present to each other, but since you can't go in February, it was a little late. It was fun to go with my family, and to have them with me on my birthday.
Clark also decided to give me 6 days of birthday surprises, since we've been married for 6 of my birthdays. First, he gave me some flowers:
Then he played short order cook on Sunday and made me breakfast in bed. (Also, I didn't take any more pictures.) I ordered pancakes. He used an old family recipe. (Bisquick is probably someone's family, right?)
Then he bought me a pie from Croshaw's Gourmet Pies. German Chocolate. DELIGHTFUL.
And that's as far as we've gotten with the surprises. There have been a few mishaps that are most definitely not Clark's fault. The way I see it, this stretches my birthday out for weeks. Weeks! Who doesn't want that?
And now I'm only 2 years away from 30. What a pleasant thought.