on turning thirty

It seemed like a rather auspicious occasion, Alan coming home for a visit and all. All the way from Bangkok, nonetheless. 

But you only turn thirty once, and some things should only be  celebrated with your family. Don't you agree?

Charlotte and I made a three-layered coconut covered cake with a thick layer of lemon curd interspersed between the layers. What a time we had with it slipping and sliding as we were putting on the frosting. But it minded itself with the most perfect manners after it spent the night in the refrigerator.