27
9 times 3 is 27. That's the first thing that comes to mind when I think of 27. But this birthday year is off to an excellent start. Marcus and I took the day off to do some celebrating, so the day started off with a bit of a sleep-in. Sleep is guaranteed to bring happiness in our house! So after a morning snuggle, Marcus asked if I wanted some birthday tea in bed, to which I responded, "You bought special birthday tea?!" "No," he said, "it's basically any tea already in the cupboard and then I whisper 'Happy Birthday' into the cup and voila! it's happy birthday tea!" That brought a smile to this girl's face, and I was treated to some vanilla spearmint happy birthday tea. My first birthday present was the West Side Story soundtrack, which was perfect. West Side Story is in town right now (though an inside source tells me it's not a great production), so I get to introduce Marcus to its wonders and then some day we'll go see...