Ever since we moved here we've established a new tradition for holidays and personal milestones...
Leaving town.
And my birthday was no different as we spent the weekend with friends in the mountains.
All in all it was a lovely weekend. There was a slight issue with the birthday cake. It seems there always is. Last year I dropped the boyfriend's 40th and we had no choice but to serve it as it was, looking like it had been rear-ended by a semi. For mine, the cake was just a tad to moist, and when it came time to frost it, it crumpled into nothing. We ended up ladling it out of a bowl like a cobbler. It was delicious nonetheless, and made with love, so I have no complaints.
Sadly my birthday wish didn't come true, because we're back.
But there's always next year.
