It's my birthday today! Peter was sick so I stayed home until lunch, and then went to the office. My door was covered with balloons, there were some gifts on my desk, and in the lunch room a bowl of grapes and candies. Nice! Pam baked me butterscotch brownies to bring in, and my colleagues described them as farlige gode... dangerously good!
At the end of the day, I got a call that our car is finally fixed. Kjempegodt!