Twenty-NINE

Oh my God, you guys.

I have this really effusive, ebullient (because I really do know what it means, Kristen) post in my head about how wonderful my birthday was. However, I suspect you jokers will make references to champagne giggles and sugar highs and might imply insincerity on my part. That’s why I didn’t post last night at 3 a.m. when I was still bouncing around.

But for reals, it was amazing. A great day, a fun dinner, a fantastic night, and then when I finally got home, it was like Christmas.

I am the luckiest, I really am. So, just – thank you so, so, so much.

And great big love to the little old man in the Panama hat.