I like this picture. This is from James’ bday shindig some weeks ago. I’m posting it because 1.) I think it’s artsy, being taken in only candlelight; 2.) it reminds me of happier times, before I was sick and sniffling, and before James abandoned us to his wanderlust in Japan; and 3.) if I hold my hands up real close to the photo, I *almost* feel the warmth of the candles, and it helps me ignore the roar of the air conditioning over my head. I can pretend. I mean, there ARE a lot of candles on that cake. Poor James. (Hey, I can torture him; he’s all the way across the globe and probably won’t even see this for WEEKS until he gets back.)