Yesterday was my 29th birthday. Since I couldn’t spend the day with all of you, I thought I’d share the next best thing: pictures!

birthday_cake.jpg At work, the last person to have a birthday is responsible for the next person’s birthday; that person must supply the card, the small gift, and the food. JM’s birthday was last, so she brought me a nice card that everyone signed, a $10 gift certificate to Dunkin’ Donuts, and a cake, which she baked. However, she didn’t decorate it; she brought in little icing tubes and sprinkles for me to decorate it. R was standing near the cake, and since he’s artistic, and it was my birthday, I asked him to decorate it. You can see the cake in the photo to the left; that’s our food table, by the way. You can see the candy canes from Christmas time back there, as well as some birthday hats left over from my birthday last year, and the cream cheese and bag of bagels from Bruegger’s that M brought in for me (I had requested bagels instead of cake, but I got both!). Anyway, R did a great job with the cake, and even included a hilarious proofreading joke:

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Seriously, we loved it. We laughed. A lot. We’re nerds.

Anyway, later, I celebrated my birthday over dinner with my twin sister Miriam and our mom. We went to Nicole’s, where we enjoyed a delicious meal, complete with some delicious desserts (a slice of french silk (cake? pie?) and a slice of their Baileys chocolate chip cheesecake, which my mom and I were hoping they’d have!). Thank you, Mom, for taking us to dinner…oh, and for birthing us 29 years ago. I wonder which was more fun?

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Don’t Miriam and I look like we’re having a really good time? And why is my head so much bigger than hers?

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Miriam wants her damn salad already!

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Mom was really excited to be drinking her wine (merlot).

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Leave me alone so I can drink my shiraz! I know there are studies that have found that red wine can reduce your risk of heart disease, but have any studies been done about red wine reducing the size of one’s enormous noggin?