We didn't do a lot because Daryl just had a molar and a wisdom tooth out so his mouth wasn't really up to a fancy meal. Instead we enjoyed poutine from La Poutinerie (it's nice and soft and melty) and went to a rather bizarre movie (Drive... very strange). We'll probably end up celebrating both our birthdays somewhere a bit swanker (and without strange movies, although, I can't guarantee it). He did get the rather thoughtful gifts of an artisan bread baking book (from Pam and Don) and a baguette pan (who would have thought I could store an idea away in my mind and actually retrieve it at the right moment! Usually the thought is retrieved two weeks too late.) It's kind of like the gift that keeps on giving, I give Daryl some bread pans and he bakes me bread. I like it.

Oh! And guess which lemons finally made it into lemonade?


Just in time to celebrate our new, citrus coloured walls! Delicious!