Last of the 20-somethings...

So yes, Peanut's birthday was on the 7th and he honestly was surprised with the surprise party, even though he got home a full 45 minutes earlier than he should have. I tried to stall by sending him to the grocery store, but apparently my shopping list wasn't long enough because when he did pull up there were only four of us ready to jump out to suprise him. The rest of the crew arrived about 15 minutes later and we all had a grand evening of football, fennel pork medalions, asparagus risotto, and pigs in a blanket, topped off by yellow cake with chocolate frosting! It was a great evening and we both want to thank everyone who came!

Tomorrow I embark upon the last year of my twenties... It was my birthday before it was "the day of the attacks", and it was also the day that Peanut and I had our first kiss, so there is plenty of goodness in celebrating that day. On Saturday my wonderful gaggle of girls down here had a brunch to bid adiou to summer and they serenaded me and forced me to eat yummy cupcakes at the end! Plus, we're apparently going out this coming Saturday night! With a start like that to this last year of my twenties, I know it'll be a grand year. Thanks ladies! I love you all!