28

A delightful weekend capped by a lousy Sunday evening, a much worse Monday, and a not much better Tuesday.

I will shake that off and instead think about what a delightful afternoon I had celebrating my 28th, yes I know, 28th anniversary with a wonderful bottle of Champagne from our beloved Richard Hill. Look, it even came with its own little coat!

Owen wanted to open it. He did a masterful job. I told him he could try a sip. He promptly spit it in the sink. Can't say I'm sorry about that.

Thanks Richard. You are the best.

Thanks to Paul Arroyo for the glasses.

Thanks to my babies for being my babies, forever and always

Thanks to my baby for 28 pretty amazing years.