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I awoke the morning of my 39th birthday to a breakfast of waffles made from scratch by Paolo. We can't really celebrate my day since I have Graduation tonight and will work until 8pm so this morning's surprise was a wonderful way to start my day. Of course, I did not take a picture so this internet image will have to suffice.

I would like to be able to indulge in my birthday tradition of buying Paolo a shirt on my birthday. Not since the Lira changed to the Euro has he bought himself something to wear. The man has no clothes and refuses to buy any so I use any excuse to buy him clothes. His birthday, my birthday, Francesca's birthday...all excuses ...I mean....occasions to buy Paolo some textiles.

Anyhow, I have had many calls and Facebook wishes and it's been really nice. I'm not the kind of person who needs a lot of hoopla but acknowledgment is wonderful. I even scored some homemade lemon curd from my birthday twin, Elizabeth. BTW a birthday twin is someone who has the same birthday as you...I got her nothing ;( becasue I suck. It's not like a forgot it was her birthday it just didn't occur to me to get her something. She's a much nicer person than I (shut-up Ryan and Danny...I heard you saying "Who isn't?")