Last Friday my lovely husband turned the grand old age of 29 so in fine (newly forged) Harding tradition we took a long weekend and spread the celebrations as thickly as we could. Friday was reading in bed, eating bacon sandwhiches, window shopping in town, catching (the dissapointing) Babel at the flicks and a quiet dinner with some great friends in the evening. Saturday was Bathroom shopping (hurrah soon that sess pit will be no more) and Sunday was lunch out and a full and happy Harding open house complete with mini Ballerinas. Fabulous... Happy Birthday Drake xc