Happy 33rd!

On May first Jeff turned 33. I couldn't think of anything cool to get him (or anything that he needed), so I cooked him dinner. Risotto with asparagus and zucchini, pork cutlets (a treat, since my heart conscious-cooking doesn't usually include breaded, fried meat much) and salad. The candle lit dinner was unattainable with the late sunset, but I tried. And I even bought him flowers. I think that makes me a pretty awesome wife, don't you?

Now we are off to Vancouver for the half marathon this weekend. Wish us luck!