We celebrated D's 42nd birthday with some friends yesterday. While he considered making it a big party (since 42 is the answer to life, the universe, and everything!), in the end we had another family that we're close to over for dinner. D made some amazing pizza, we had cheese cake with baked apples and caramel sauce for desert, and D opened a few presents. It was a quiet night and just what we all needed.
Happy Birthday, D! I hope the next 42 years are just as good as the first 42 have been!