The big 2-7

The love of my life turned 27 on Saturday. We had a fun day, though it was too hot to really have a big party. Ryan and Ashley, Damon, Kacy, and Nick came over for dinner. Rob's favorite birthday treat is to cook a huge meal for his friends. He made "pork stuffed pork wrapped in pork"- a specialty only my brother in law Mark could appreciate. It was a gigantic pork loin stuffed with garlic cloves and prosciutto and wrapped in bacon. It was absolutely delicious if you didn't think about how much pig was involved. He also made a vat of horseradish mashed potatoes which might sound weird but they were really good. We had watermelon and birthday cake and cobbler and beer to wash it all down. Rob got some great presents-mostly Transformers themed items. I decorated the kitchen with these big stars and there were lights in the trees by the grill:
During the party Georgie sought refuge on the shelves in the dining room. Isn't it weird how cats choose random places to sleep? What makes her think that it's okay to sleep on the shelves? Since the party, I have seen her there a bunch of times. She claims that I told her she was allowed. hmm...

People left kind of late and we were exhausted. Rob fell asleep after the party with a pair of goggles on his face. Is this a sign he had a good time? I don't know, but I'm blaming Nick.