They say it's my birthday

It is not your birthday, too. Well, probably not.

Chris and I celebrated last week with a spectacular dinner at Cityzen (no photos - I was preoccupied with an amazing Pinot noir and trying to figure out what a "sugartoad" is)(A fish. Don't worry. It's a fish.) And tonight I received a classic Chris card, of construction paper quality.

I like the bottom line most. A little clarification, in case I was holding out hope for Hallmark. Awesomeness.