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For those of you who have been under the impression that I am in my "late 30's," I wanted to dispel that silly myth with some photos of my recent birthday celebrations. Special thanks to my mom and dad for a wonderful family party and to Edgar & Jacob for arranging a surprise lunch with some work friends.





So - did you see the BIG 27 on that cake?? Clearly the Harmons Bakery recognizes my age, or they certainly would not have agreed to put 27 on my cake (when I called and ordered it and gave them instructions about what should go on it). And surely if Edgar had told the man at Red Iguana to put a 27 on my cake there, he would have done so. What more proof does anyone need really?

Thanks family & friends for coming to my parties (and to mom and dad and Brad for paying for them)!

(P.S. There was nearly a tragedy a couple days after my birthday when Gracie, my brother's dog, almost ate the "7" candle from the all-important "27" matching set pictured on the lovely cake above. These precious artifacts have survived for uhh . . . some time. Certainly wouldn't want to lose them now.)