A little while ago, I had a birthday. It was a lovely day. Mr. Man had taken the day off, and did the morning rush with the kid, letting me sleep in. Around noon, he popped his head in and said, "Um, good morning, I don't mean to tell you how to spend your birthday, but it's noon and we have lunch reservations at 12:30. I was mortified I'd slept the day away, but at the same time... who doesn't love to sleep in!
Mr. Man and I went out for a lunch while the kids were at school.
I made a wish, but truthfully, the thing I want most is being worked on in the backyard! A pool! Cinnamon came over and brought over this assortment of the MOST delicious mini cupcakes. Seriously, they were perfect, we cut them up and everyone got to have a taste of the different flavors and we didn't feel like we had gorged. These cupcakes had the perfect frosting to cake ratio.
I'm not exactly sure what I'm telling Cinnamon about here, but it's obviously something that makes her grimace. I love that Mr. Man took these pictures of Cinnamon and I, he puts up with a lot of our hi-jinks and is a good sport.
Cinnamon knows me better than I know myself sometimes, and she is very patient. When we first started looking at houses in LA, I kept looking in this one area, where we could have horses. Cinnamon kept saying, "I think you would really like to live in the hills." I kept saying, "No, what if I want to have a horse?" She just rolled her eyes. Well, we put several offers in on "Horse Properties" and none of them worked out. She was right, we love our house in the hills. If I had a horse friendly house, I would have never met Rupert! *Gasp* I just can't imagine my life without Rupert. Plus, it's so remote where we live, I seriously don't think anyone would notice if we had a horse. Maybe that should have been my birthday wish!