|Please excuse the mess. The cake looked bizarre zoomed in.|
On my actual birthday, my parents and I went to a fancy, french restaurant called Le Ferme in Chevy Chase, MD. We normally only go here once a year, so it was really special.
Mom was funny and put trick candles on the cake. She said after the year I've had, I'd want to have more than just one wish! She was right. I had a lot of fun making many wishes and questioning my lung capacity as those flames continued to reignite over and over.
My third and final celebration was with our family friends. We just had a quiet dinner at home, but Kim was so sweet to make my favorites. She made this ceasar salad that is just to die for. I have never had anything like it before.
Thank goodness my friends and family didn't listen to my bah humbug birthday mumblings. They all did what they could to make it very special. A hoppy birthday, indeed. Thirty-one has started off oh so fun!