The Ken Carr birthday fun continued after work today.
But, before I left work, tragedy struck. The wonderful pair of dark blue khakis that Anthony got me for Christmas have developed a hole. I didn't notice until middle of the day. Fortunately, they're near a belt loop and not in the crotch so I was able to deal with wearing them the whole day at work. One of the only not wonderful things about my birthday.
Once I got home from work, I took a little nap, and then got ready and Anthony and I had dinner at El Taco Tote. I like that restaurant... they make delicious top sirloin tacos.
After dinner, we took a drive out to Desert Diamond Casino. I figured since it was a lucky month during a lucky year (according to numerologist Patricia Kirkman), I have a dog named Lucky, its almost a full moon, and my birthday, it was about as much luck stacked on as could be imagined. I hit a hundred dollars on a quarter machine five minutes after getting there which at least funded the remaining fun of playing other slots with Anthony and I. Unfortunately, I didn't win a jackpot. But, there's almost a full month of luck ahead according to Patricia so I have that to look forward to.
Once we got home, it was time to cut the brownies frosted with cream cheese frosting, blow out a few candles, and end the birthday on a delicious note.
Overall, a good 46th birthday. Except for the hole in the pants part.
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| Anthony gets a refreshing drink from the amazing Coca-Cola Freestyle Machine at El Taco Tote |
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| Birthday tacos! Om nom nom. |
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Anthony still eats his nacho chips with a fork.
This habit may or may not be turning him into a zombie. |
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| I hoped I had enough breath left in me at the age of 46 to blow out four candles |
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| 20 minutes later I had two down... |
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Fudge brownies with cream cheese frosting baked by Anthony.
Amazing! |
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| I would have gotten away with eating this whole thing myself if it wasn't for those meddling kids. |
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| Anthony neatly cuts the brownies. |
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| Anthony gets ready to neatly dish out the brownies. |
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| Anthony breaks the first brownie in half. |
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Anthony dishes out the next one.
Neatness isn't counting anymore. |
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He arranged the now destroyed brownie on a plate.
I didn't care... it was delicious! |
