Birthday Boy, Part II

I tried to throw a surprise something something for Denis (and his sister, whose birthday is one day before his) tonight, but he made it nye impossible. He caught on that something was amuck and told me he wanted to go somewhere completely different than planned, told me he wanted to go at a different time than planned, etc. I’m glad *he* was having fun as I piled lie on top of lie.

We went to get stromboli at the best stromboli place ever. Okay, it is the only place where I’ve had stromboli before, but I honestly can’t imagine how it could get any better.

When we got home, Denis put the bindings on my birthday skis that we picked up today. Very manly, indeed. Look how pretty they are!