I had a really lovely afternoon again. This time I went to visit my old friend Newhousenewjob for a late lunch. I hadn't seen the new house, so that was enjoyable, and the new job seemed to be very flexible with regard to hours of work, which, given how much we had to catch up on, was probably just as well.
Neither of us likes having photos taken, and so we contented ourselves with snapping away at the delicious lunch which Newhousenewjob had prepared.
I got to sample the yoghurt cake recommended on Newhouse's blog, and, on my remarking that tomorrow was my birthday, she insisted I take some home... something for which I needed very little in the way of arm-twisting. My friend also lamented the fact that I hadn't mentioned the impending birthday (though I was able to point out that I had blogged about it... in passing...) which meant that she had no candles for the cake. I promised that I would rectify the situation as soon as I got home...
3 comments:
Now, THAT's what I call a candle! Great to see you, and glad you got home safely through all that Weather. :¬)
The normal practice is to use larger candles to denote tens of years and smaller one to indicate ones. So, if that candle is to scale, then Happy Thousandth Birthday, Mac. =)
HA! That is classic. My question is, did you sing to yourself as well?
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