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It's your best day!

Good morning, birthday girl!

It’s your best day!

Somehow you went from this . . .

. . . to this . . .

. . . to this!

I’ll be danged if I know how it happened.

Should we perhaps call you the birthday queen?

I hope you have an awesome day at work, teaching your classroom the beauties of the Spanish language. I hope you eat something great, that someone (other than yourself) makes you a birthday cake, and that you get to have a long and wonderful talk with your deployed hubby-of-a-Dave.

I love you, and I’m so glad you came into the world 26 years ago . . . even if I was a little disgruntled at first.

Wary of the competition, some might say.

Concerned about the waning status of my supremacy in the household.

By the way, um . . . what do you want for your birthday again?

The Age of Aquarius

This is the dawning of the Age of Aquarius, the Aaaage of Aquariuuuu-uuuuuuuusss . . .

Not really. It’s just the dawning of a new domain name for me:

jennaseverythingblog.com

My darling and valued subscribers: please take note! Come with me to a whole new world (don’t you dare close your eyes) (sorry, feeling musical this morning) . . . where you will really just get more of the same. Recipes. Baby James. Reminiscences of my time as spy warlord/princess of the Appalachian mountain ranges. Probably some more recipes.

Just kidding about the warlord/princess part–but you probably already figured that out.

The format, for now, will look pretty much identical to what it has been, though I may still have minor tweaks and clean-up to do. Further changes may or may not happen–get ready to be surprised. Or not surprised, as the case may be.

Anyway, don’t get left behind at the old site, wondering why I’ve dropped off the face of the internet. Come join the fun! And if you’re a subscriber, make sure you switch on over to the new address!

Love you guys! Later this week, I continue the Indian food trend with this:

And even later, this:

And maybe even this . . .

. . . but only if you’re good.

Just kidding–you’re always good.

Whooppeee!