Today is M.'s 25th birthday. Now he is just as old as I am. After my shower, I retreated to the bedroom for some quiet time. Just laying down and trying to be at peace under the coolness of the blanket. M. came in after a while and we did something that seemed as if it was both of our birthdays. Giggles. It was simply lovely and fabulously incredible.
I will be making homemade pizzas for dinner later on tonight with French bread and Italian bread, tomato sauce, shredded mozzarella cheese, slices of pepperoni, oregano, and some dashes of black pepper...all to be heated up in the fiery oven. My mouth is watering in anticipation. I will also be baking a simple piece of heaven...a golden vanilla cake topped with classic vanilla frosting...his birthday cake. I hope its fluffiness will melt divinely on our tongues.