It's January 21st so naturally there's cake.

A few days before that, there was snow.

One-half inch of snow blanketed the land. There was a run on milk and bread. These were scary times, my friend.


A few days before that, a trip to New Orleans (which was unrelated to my birthday but still).

There were presents and flowers and homemade vanilla bean ice cream and book-loving friends and white chicken chili and SO MANY GOOD THINGS.

Happy.