Joy of the Day

Today is the Spouse's birthday. He is 53 fingers old (still younger than I) and looking good. We (the assembled family, which is to say Avocado, Sarcasm Girl, Emily and I) gave him one of the Beatles remix boxes (at $180 I had no problem making that a group gift) and he is going to dinner with friends tonight. I may make him apple cider doughnuts (if I can find real apple cider and not the stuff that passes for it here) just because I got a new recipe from Smitten Kitchen this morning and it seems like kind of a sign or something.

He is a good guy, and I love him a lot.

And in related news: he figured out that it was the breaker and not the coffee grinder that was ailing. I had real coffee this morning. Life is good!