Last night, over a glass of wine, I found out that my birthday had migrated to September. HA! Seriously, I love my friends and just knowing that my date of first shriek, er, breath made someone's calendar makes me happy! It validates me, somehow. At any rate, we did HRW for dinner to celebrate last year, and well, HRW ends Saturday, or not. I received a glorious message this morning from Christy (she whom I text when I see unusual people in very fine dining establishments) that HRW has been such a rollicking success - it gets to continue on through Labor Day! Oh, happy day!
This bit of news is the icing on the cake that is my Friday!