thirty-one

Not sure why I feel comfortable sharing my age publicly. Maybe it's because most people who don't know my age think that I am much younger. Here, everyone says I look 15. I'm flattered and flabbergasted at the same time.

All of us at the office gathered to sing and celebrate the March babies (there were only 3 of us). K & I had made a carrot cake (which didn't rise for some reason) and some spice cupcakes (which were too dry). We had also bought a chocolate cake seeing that we wouldn't have enough to feed everyone. It was interesting to me that people wanted a piece of everything, rather than a slice of just one kind of cake. Luckily, we had plenty to go around.

Hands flailing about, as usual.
My girlfriends in the office.
A "before" shot of my birthday lunch.