What better way...

...to celebrate one's birthday than by working a ridiculous number of hours in the preceding weekend? Especially when your husband of a month gets to come home between brunch and dinner prep and you're stuck at work. At least she was stuck at work with me (it was fun being on this weekend together! You know, as fun as those things get). And I have a feeling today will be better (there's big fabulous dinner involved).

Happy birthday, Peng.