Okay. I realize that I may have led you to believe that we would be taking a break from birthdays for a while. The thing is, today is my birthday. Oops.
I'm feeling the urge to shout something from the rooftops, and since this little space is the closest thing I have to a rooftop, I hope you will indulge me for a moment.
Ahem.
To my dear family and friends who called, sent e-mails, cards, cookbooks, flowers, and even rugelach, to you who sang to me on key and off and in multiple languages, who joined me for a lovely dinner and wrote me notes that I couldn't read at the table lest I totally lose it and cry in my dessert:
Thank you!! I feel thoroughly celebrated.
I am so grateful to have you in my life everyday.
29. I like the sound of that.
Onward.
