Seasons Change.

What a lovely birthday I had today. There were flowers at work from my coworkers and lots of cake and cards and good wishes.

The best part, however, was when Brian picked me up after work: as he pulled up, I could see a Curious George balloon bobbing around in the back seat and when I opened the car door, Expose's Greatest Hits cd was blaring out the speaker. Yes, they have (barely) have enough songs for a greatest hits collection. Well, there were a few remixes thrown in for good measure, but anyway. I was in 80s pop heaven, I tell you. It was like getting a sonic itch scratched. I don't know what was scarier- the fact that I still know all the words or the fact that Brian was singing along as well. We were both instantly transported back to 1987 and it was a blast.

We went here for dinner and I gorged on a bacon, goat cheese and tomato panini, the best damn fries ever with garlic aoli, and a vanilla milkshake. To say I'm bloated is an understatement.

All right. It's now almost 9. This birthday girl needs to go to bed.

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