I celebrated my 35th birthday yesterday with a "cake" (really brownies) baked by Jonathan.
It turned out very well.
The only bad thing in the whole weekend was Sunday afternoon. Our Conference's bishop was scheduled to speak in our district, and we clergy members were expected to attend. So I cut my (much-needed) nap short (Saturday night was a rough one in our house) and drove to the location where the bishop would be speaking.
Did I mention that they wanted clergy spouses to come, too? I think that was an expectation as well, but they don't make any plans for childcare, and, well, those sorts of events are just not my clergy spouse's cup of tea. So she skipped.
The bishop was late, and then it took a while to get his multi-media presentation set up, so he passed out a handout. I looked at it and realized that I recognized it. He had, in fact, presented the same information at Annual Conference! Now, it wasn't bad information; in fact, it was useful enough that I used some of it when I was preaching from Acts 2 this Summer. But the fact that he presented it again at a required meeting was annoying.
But what was most annoying was his opening remarks: "It's such a beautiful day outside that I expected to find an empty room, but you are all here! You must not have lives." To misquote a famous philosophical masterpiece, "Right here with your beans, O'Bishop!"
Is it any wonder when it came time for the question and answer hour, I snuck out? It must have been pretty compelling for me to have skipped the ice cream social they were going to have following the meeting (and the adoption of the district budget).