twenty three is sweet.
John Murphy turned 23 yesterday.
I turned 23 back in October.
So, yes it's true...
I AM A COUGAR.
I may only be 3 weeks and 6 days older than Mr. Murphy, but its still makes me older. (and I secretly like the way that makes me feel.)
John wanted good food and a jam session for his birthday, so I pulled some strings and made it happen.
The requested Birthday Menu:
Pumpkin Soup (recipe here)
Better Than Sex Cake
Our guests and lovely friends who came (plus Julius who showed up fashionably late):
Although John liked his birthday cake, he says it didn't live up to its name. :) DUH. (I'm allowed to say this because we are married! YIPEE!)
After dinner we all went to the living room to create some tunes. John had some special new toys to play with. For his birthday I got him a set of 7 harmonicas and a head piece so he can play guitar and harmonica at the same time. WHOA. He is going to be a one man band.
I am convinced he will get so good and then leave me to go on tour around the country.
He looks quite good in his get-up. I can't decide though if he looks like he has been in a really bad car accident or if he has the coveted nerdy head gear for braces. Any way, he makes it look good. He was in heaven last night messing around with different sounds and improving on the harmonicas.
Belen just wanted to play with our mustaches.
I'm so glad he was born. I can't believe how sweet life is right now. What a lucky lady I am to have such a full life. We can't wait to see what the age of 23 has in store for both of us. I feel its going to be a great year.
Happy Birthday to the man of my dreams.