One more year for my love today, and one more post with pictures of a finished project.
I guess I went with the saying that the love of a man goes through his stomach - I baked a 'perfect lemon torte' last night, and prepared yeast dough for the cinnamon rolls this morning. I tried out 'spicy baked pears' as well. Lunch will be caprese salad with at least the basil fresh from the garden.
We are going out for dinner, a tradition of sorts. This is the first birthday without T, the first birthday dinner without the whole clan present. Transitions, transitions.
Nevertheless, this will continue to be a day of celebration! YOLO! (you only live once- for the people not living in the usa).