For my birthday, Tom cooked me a delicious meal. Since one of our favorite restaurants closed, (I guess no one else liked it) Tom made me my favorite dish from there- chicken piccata.
Assembling the flowers he brought me.
The card says, "Anybody can bring the green beans amandine to the neighborhood potluck, but it takes someone very special to bring the funk!" That's me!
Getting some birthday lovin' from my sweet boy
Working hard...
And for dessert, tiramisu... along with Henry's spit up on my shirt... ugh, I'm getting old!
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