Andy's birthday evening was marvelous, if I do say so myself. I bundled him off in the car after work, first stopping at one of our favorite restaurants for orders of butter chicken and aloo palak, then we were off to the Idaho Shakespeare Festival to see "Into The Woods" by Stephen Sondheim. All in all, a marvelous evening.
Andy must have thought it was marvelous as well, as he surprised me with these when I came home from work tonight:
Since flowers are "things" and strictly forbidden during the spending ban, he made these from straws and tissue paper. In a beer glass mug. How could I not love this man?