Caroline celebrated my 4th (4th!!!) 29th B-day today in style. She sported a fabulous blue headband around her head most of the day, and rejoiced when I brought her the balloon my coworkers gave me this morning. We dined at Red Lobster. Though the service was good, I don't ever need to go back until I get another gift certificate - one of which prompted this visit. I enjoyed the cheesy bread, but the seafood seemed to be less flavorful and less well-prepared than the frozen fare we can source and bake from Costco. Also, Caroline's macaroni and cheese appeared to be of the Kraft variety. Don't get me wrong - I dig me some Kraft Dinner - but at a restaurant? Can't they throw in some other pasta and some shredded cheddar? Something? Really. Not cool.

Anyway, in short, I had a fabulous day. And I know this is tangentially related to our titular heroine Caroline, but I think she'll forgive me. She was fabulous herself and sang me "Happy Birthday" ad nauseum during the few hours we had together. Caroline, is indeed, OK.