Like most of my birthdays, Sunday dawned cloudy, cold and windy. Not most people's idea of a beautiful day, but I've come to expect this kind of weather on my special day and now it feels like part of the tradition - a good day to stay indoors and enjoy time with my family. We had gone out to dinner the night before, to an Italian restaurant we all like which is nice enough to reserve for birthdays and anniversaries, so it always feels a little special when we go. I had fresh linguine pasta with chicken, artichokes, olives and tomato in a white wine-balsamic vinegar sauce. It was so good, just the kind of salty-tangy flavors I really like. I saved half and will eat it for lunch today.
We saved my birthday cake for Sunday, my real birthday, and that was wonderful too. I usually have the same cake - a Berry Chantilly cake from the bakery at Whole Foods Market. It's my favorite store-bought cake ever. Oh, it's so good. If you've never tried it, hie thee to Whole Foods, post haste. You will love it.
I had lovely gifts to open on Sunday as well. In recent years, I've tended to look for my own gifts and either buy them and put them away, or send links to the Bear with strongly-worded hints. This year, there were a couple of crafty books (one embroidery, one crochet) that I wanted, as well as a vintage wind-up clock - a Westclox Baby Ben clock from the 1940's, which I found on Etsy; it had been part of a clock-repairman's estate. I also bought myself a vintage crocheted doily and enamelware candle holders and put them away too. The Bear surprised me with a couple of things I had wanted but hadn't
I also had lovely, thoughtful gifts from two blogging friends, Gillian and Leanne. Both ladies sent me pretty things - a lovely stitched strawberry brooch and chocolate from Leanne, and Cath Kidston tea towels from Gillian, along with art cards and birthday cards from each. Thank you both for thinking of me. My birthday was very happy and I thank you all, dear readers and friends, for the good wishes too.