I break you from our regularly scheduled program. The following entry is completely self-indulgent, pretty off-topic, and, well, sickeningly blissful. Read at your own risk.
How does a quasi-geeky-quasi-girly-girl celebrate her 28th birthday? Like this, fool!
I head towards Maryland to meet my beau. We have an amazing dinner of tapas paired with sangria with peaches and cinnamon. Soooo good. And pretty much everything was wrapped in bacon. Spanish people know how to party with the best parts of a pig.
I fall asleep, exhausted from a particularly rough few weeks at work and life. I wake up at 12:08 AM, actually get out of bed, and do a little jig in honor of my official birthday. I then go back to sleep.