Day 234: Eight.TwentySeven.13

Thirty One.

What can I say?

It’s here. I am.

Last year, thirty, felt first like the end of the world as I approached, and then the beginning of a new world as I entered.

This year, with so many days of having people celebrate with me, the actual day didn’t feel much like anything other than a pretty great day.

Dinner, however, was spectacular.

And my mom’s tradition of ‘surprising’ me with a candle in my dessert just gets better with the years, too.

Especially this year when the entire restaurant decided to participate in the singing.

Birthday at Table DC

Here’s to another day of creativity…


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