Today is my birthday. And because I seize any opportunity to have a party, I hoped to have as much of a party as I could manage with 3 people (one of whom can’t drink alcohol right now and one on crutches) and a dog. Planned to get party hats at the grocery store, but the store I went to had none. So I got a festive banner and some candles. My Spousal Unit bought a beautiful black and white cake (a cake in a tuxedo!) and my friend Steve drove down from Montana. We wore blue and green birthday beads (well, really Mardi Gras beads repurposed).

But the party was decidedly low-key. We had happy hour with some chips and gin & tonics (except for Spousal Unit, who had a nonalcoholic beer). Got takeouts from a local Russian restaurant - the food was delicious and plentiful. Lit the candles on the cake, did some singing, and I ceremonially blew out the candles. Ate a large slice of cake - mighty tasty. Finished the evening by watching the movie Big Night.

Not wild, but perfectly satisfying. Maybe next year’s commemoration can be wilder - don’t think I’ll ever outgrow delight in a party full of movement and music.