Birthday

So my birthday was pretty darn good considering the physical and emotional upheaval. :) The day began around 4:00am and ended around 11:00pm so it was a long day. We moved from the house in Spanish Fork, dropped our kitties off at the animal shelter (terribly sad), and found out that our new apartment has no gas (i.e. no heat or hot water in a snowstorm). So we spent the night in the Fraser's living room while they were out of town. But the evening was fabulous. Around 7:00 Dayton and Braden (who had apparently been plotting all week) took me to dinner at a wonerful Mexican restaurant, gave me lovely presents, and we ate cake from Cold Stone icecream! Dayton made the cake himself and it was SO good--it was cheesecake ice cream with graham crackers, yellow cake, and a raspberry filling covered in raspberry whipped topping and dipped raspberries. SO good. By the end of the night I was exhausted so Braden and I went back to Spanish Fork and crashed. The next day we slept in and eventually went to church. We ate birthday cake and french toast all day. :) Overall a good weekend, although physically and emotionally draining with the move and everything. Its hard to explain the feelings that went along with that, suffice it to say that it was a difficult transition to say the least. But everyone has their own problems I guess.

This is what my cake looked like--except it was raspberry instead of strawberry and had my name on it!