Yesterday was my birthday. 37. I don't particularly care for that number. Not because I think of it as 'old'. Maybe because it's prime. Maybe that's silly. We had hamburgers for dinner. My mom made a pavlova from the new Food Network magazine. It was delicious. Someone else announced that she would like that dessert for her birthday cake in the fall. I think I'd like it for mine again next year. Better than cake. Like a big chocolate Kiss (meringue cookie or in this case, pie) with whipped cream and strawberries on top.
I could go on and on over how good it was. Instead I'll just say you should try making it.
I could go on and on over how good it was. Instead I'll just say you should try making it.
Then today I got a package from Grandma Sarah. I had to share her talent. These silhouettes are beautiful. And what's amazing to me is she can sit down and cut them with just scissors and a black piece of paper. No sketching involved.
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A Picture is worth a thousand words. and a silhouette (or 3) is worth more than that.
Those silhouettes are amazing! What an incredible gift. Wow. :)
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