Today my husband has a birthday. He keeps complaining that he is now old, which makes me bristle, as we are now the same age. Again.
Anyway, so this morning I made him a breakfast of scrambled eggs with some soft cheese (we're not entirely sure what kind it is--the label is very mysterious), some Morningstar sausage, and some cottage cheese topped with chunks of mango. I couldn't convince him to have coffee or tea; he insisted on Mexican Coca-Cola. I had espresso.
After breakfast, I gave him his present, and we proceeded to slice up potatoes and onions and a tomato with glee.
I have no idea what we're going to do later. Maybe dinner, maybe a movie. He is currently playing a video game. I think I will go look up movie times.
