This was the birthday cake we got for Trevor, with a whole bunch of lit candles on it. I’m surprised we didn’t set off the dang smoke alarm. Anyway.
Sunday was relatively relaxed, though I’m on call for a week starting tomorrow. This will add more stress to my life. Oh well; it’s part of the job. Stephanie invited me over for dinner, since she has a fridge that’s chock full of leftovers. And then I offered to hold Anna while Stephanie gave Anna some antibiotics. Anna, naturally, spit most of those antibiotics out all over my pants. This is what cats do. It was still a little annoying.