Charis made her a wonderful chocolate cake, which we picked up Thursday and have already sampled (complete with ice cream, natch) Add that Mountain Dew you see alongside and you've got the perfect treat:
Rather belatedly, I got some candles going on -- observe the Pac Man burning cake with Emily's name on it. I kind of liked the lighting effect, even though it probably means I need to clean off the lens:
And of course, Emily had to blow out the candles. The bucket is not a comment on our food -- I've been fighting a roof leak that sometimes comes down on the kitchen table:
Then, last night, we had steak and potatoes! Yummy -- Emily made the steak, and I baked the potatoes -- I always try to take the easier jobs in the kitchen.
Can't give you any pictures of her present, 'cause hey -- she might be lurking, hoping I'll announce it. I love you, Emi! *bounced up and down like a crazed Tom Cruise* How did a broken-down old wanna-be fiction writer like me get so lucky?