'appee birfday tooooo meeeeee!

Yeah, fine, so it's not the day I entered the world, or even the day I legally got my name, but it's the 29th anniversary of the day my parents got me. So it's a birfday. Of sorts. One that has always been celebrated, anyway. There is cake, and present, and good coffee. There will be a decent(ish) bottle of malbec later. This makes it a birfday.

Yay for my 2nd 29th birthday!
And yay for me!

(No, I haven't started drinking yet, but I may have had too much sugar.)