
Yesterday while I was out on an 11 miler with my local running friend my guys made our "family birthday cake." Seeing as how all 3 Humans in this house have February birthdays we thought it made the most sense to make one cake for all of us and pick a weekend midway between them all to celebrate with simple carbohydrates subsequent to singing "Happy Birthday to US."
Originally we had planned to go watch a roller derby match last night, but after that miserable long run (it's not just Heather and I who had bad runs...seems to be affecting friends far-flung, too. F you, Old Man Winter) and DS dropping a book on his foot we just weren't all that eager to venture out into the cold. Instead we donned PJs, made pizza, and rented a couple of movies. 9 was very good, as was Inglourious Basterds. I am still convinced that there are few things I enjoy more than Brad Pitt doing crazy. I think we might need to rent 12 Monkeys again, very soon.

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