Sugar Coma

We celebrated birthdays last night. But before we could leave I forced the Aussie to take our infamous heads together picture. I think every couple has a go-to picture position for self-snapped ones, and this is ours . . .


A group of seven of us headed down to the casino for a fancy-schmancy dinner.


I feasted on salad and home-made pasta (yum!). Then we were presented with this sparkling beauty . . .


Along with champagne . . .


I also *may* have drank several glasses of the best sparkling house white I've ever had. Over three hours we ate, drank and enjoyed each others company (Thanks to the in-laws for a fabulous night! They're the sweetest).

After we rolled (literally) ourselves out of Number 8, we headed to the in-laws' hotel for more cake and pressies. The brother-in-law and I share a bday, but rather than share a cake, we had three!


Everyone came to our apartment this morning for tea and a sugar coma! This has to be one of the prettiest cakes I've ever had for my bday.


If I never see a piece of cake again, it will be too soon! Now it's time to veg until I meet the sister-in-law for her first bodypump class. She doesn't know how sore she's going to be tomorrrow . . . muahaha. Who am I kidding, I'll be sore too.

-B