I woke up this morning, my birthday, to a bottle of Veuve Clicquot from my mother and some presents from my family, that my sister had coordinated and set out alongside a Chocolate Guinness Cake in the kitchen. So things are going well thus far. The last time we had people over, we discovered a bottle of champagne in the refrigerator afterward with no known provenance, giving rise to the new unofficial house motto, "Who brought the Veuve?" Amazingly, some flowers that were sent yesterday from dear friends on the West Coast were delivered by a Lux Lotus reader, the nicest bit of synchronicity that I can imagine. I'll let that bit of proof that we're all connected set the tone for the year ahead. Meanwhile, I've got a new column starting today at the Weeklings, which will run for thirteen weeks. I wrote about the most important thing I learned in my 32nd year. And I was given a beautiful tribute from London, by Lola is Beauty, who wrote about our last little adventure. Off for more.