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Yesterday was my birthday. As soon as the alarm went off, Andrew was singing Happy Birthday, offering to make me breakfast and be at my beck and call - even though he knows how much I hate mornings and respond with a mere "hmph" when spoken to. But he was persistent, and for that I love him. Here's a breakdown of the birthday events:

1. A Happy Birthday sticky note in my purse, courtesy of The Mr.
2. Lots of well wishes from friends and family.
3. The annual birthday call with Nanny Dee, whose birthday is also June 18th. Which I love and think makes my birthday 100x more special.
4. A birthday song from my mom, who said "happy birthday dear Mom...I mean Paaage" because of the confusion of the shared birthday with Nanny.
5. A birthday chat with Martha - who comes home in just a few weeks! I'm so excited I can't stand it!
6. A yummy lunch with the co-workers, complete with funfetti cupcakes and mimosas later that afternoon. And a Happy Birthday banner/balloons. (Actually, the balloons came from Business Week to promote their new edition of the magazine, but someone got creative with a magic marker and personalized them for me.)
7. A beautiful purple orchid sitting in the passenger seat when Andrew picked me up, along with the SWEETEST card ever written (and the promise to take me shopping this weekend!)
8. A glorious dinner from PF Changs. Um, splurge? Ok! And my birthday fortune read: Your happy heart brings joy and peace where there is none. How sweet!
9. A collection of birthday cards that have come in the mail over the week.
10. Scrabble. Courtesy of my lovely in-laws who sent me some play money. And since I've been wanting Scrabble for a while, we went straight to Target after dinner.

We finished the evening with an episode of Friends and then Andrew had to hit the books for a test he had today. But that was fine, because I watched four episodes of House Hunters and added some things to my Idea Book in the process. (FYI: the Idea Book is the renter's way of staying sane when you really want your own house but know you have to wait.)

So the verdict? GREAT birthday.

And when I woke up this morning, Andrew whispered "Happy Day After Your Birthday."

I'm a lucky, lucky girl.