My cupcakes came out of the oven wonderfully flat yet tasty. They were the cause of mush laughter once Jenny came in and saw them. Sigh. I can never get it right.
Me, Jenny, Jorge, and Andy. Jenny, Jorge, and I aren't too photogenic, I'm afraid. Andy gets by alright.
Rachel made a wonderful robot cake for me! It was so cute- and it was my favorite kind: carrot cake!
This is the famous Pooh. The one who barfed on my floor what seems like so many months ago. He and I have become friends, though, and he allows me to employ him as a fuzzy footrest when reading.
These are pretty much the only pictures I've taken. I think Jorge took some more, but I will have to dig them up. Oh well. This year's birthday was pretty much the best thing ever! I seriously believe that all birthdays henceforth will just go downhill from here.