42

Well, friends, I turned 42 yesterday, and I feel...exactly the same as I did at 41. That said, I always enjoy my birthday and was so deeply touched by all of your notes, cards, calls, and warm wishes. Thank you so, so much. My heart is full!

As if to test my mettle, it rained and was gray and cold all day. Despite my disdain at our lack of spring, I took myself to yoga and then to get a pedicure. I think the chill froze my polish dry on the way home, so there's that. #silverlining

Tom brought home dinner from my favorite Italian spot (Sfoglina), and Ol helped me make a cake. Listen, I know some of y'all (like Tom) might think it's sad that I made my cake, but I'm cool with it. You cannot easily buy a delicious cake, but I can easily make one.. Tom worked all day and the kids cannot bake, so... 

Thank you for helping me ring in another year. Now, can you send warmth to DC? Just the weather, y'all. I know you're not magicians. ;)

BC sent this directly to me (thanks, Anne)

y'all: please get the carbonara from Sfoglina. OMG! There is also a shor trib in polenta back there!

Yummy kinda-Carbonara pasta

Well, the eggs are in the pasta (homemade, freshly rolled) but the cream and bacon are saucing this puppy up. Plus kale, a leek, scallions, black olives, lots of Parm... Umami was everywhere; we liked it!

Let's give a huzzah to Pope Francis! Did you see that beautiful photo of him embracing the disfigured man in Vatican City this week? The man has a genetic disease which causes tons of painful tumors to grow all over his face, neck and head (whole body? not sure), and the Pope's hug was the picture of christian grace. Walking the walk, this man is!