Birthday

The night before my birthday, I intentionally put Rock in funny looking pajamas so I could laugh first thing in the morning.It worked.Fix made me a lovely bouquet of flowers and a yummy breakfast. Complete with coffee (a rarity now that Susi isn't fulfilling our Starbucks needs), pancakes, and the "You are special today" plate (a Brockman family tradition).

Then Rock helped me unwrap a few gifts. I am wearing my new necklace in the background of the shot above.

Oh and Brandon helped us while we got Rock dressed for the day. He went to hang out with Grandma Cokie while Fix and I went out for a little kid-free time downtown.

We were delighted to run into Abraham Lincoln on the way to the Portrait Gallery! He and I share a birthday. He was 200, I was 29. It was a big year for us.

Actually, the reason we went to the Portrait Gallery was to see an exhibit on Abe. He was kind enough to take a picture with me. Appreciate how we both have kinda messy, unstyled hair.
I ate some lunch in the courtyard...

while Fix took shots of the awesome glass ceiling.

Cool, no?

After hanging out for a little, I went to John, my hairstylist, to deal with my nasty, unstylish hair.

Once again, he worked a miracle!

Goodbye ducktail! Hello style!

Then Fix took some cool shots of our old haunts...

And fun DC architecture.

The sky was really that blue! Beautiful!

And the wind was really blowing that much! Freezing!

For dinner, we went to one of my favorite local restaurants.

There were a lot of weird people there that night...

And we were lucky enough to have them at our table. Thanks family for coming out to dinner!

Once again, Carb Boy enjoyed the bread.

While I enjoyed being with my two favorite Rocks.

What better way to end your birthday than with your favorite dessert? In my case, this is tiramisu. Delicious.