The Seven Days of Leah totally began today. Well, technically they began last night with a most wonderful dinner party, but my actual birthday is today. I am 21. Or is it 26? Something.(It’s not. It rhymes with me and pee and tree and free. And it’s great.)
Also I have a feeling this will be one of those years when the Seven Days of Leah turns into the Fortnight of Leah and I ain’t complaining. More fun for ME. Or, as I like to tell people, who am I to be selfish and deny you the opportunity celebrate me?
Things are super. hearts and stars and unicorns to all of you.
(Cross-posted to Oh Hey Great, and yes I promise I’ll write a real food blog soon! Been working on… work! lately, and blogging has had to take a back seat temporarily. But I miss all of you and have lots to say.)