So I had an amazing birthday.  A bunch of lovely people came, we ate Katie's delicious tiramisu (and Eric's cupcakes) I drank for the first time in a week, and everyone seemed to have a good time.  We tried to play Apples to Apples and that celebrity charades game, but it was a little too chaotic.

For some reason I woke up the next morning around 7-ish.  It's cold, finally, it's finally cold enough to wear sweater dresses (cuddle suits).