I think it’s day five. Where the fuck are we? What day is this?
OH! It’s my birthday! The whole day was a blur, and now with waiting, waiting, waiting for Godot for my photos to load I may forget what happened. Sigh.
Aunt Gay and I woke up with “happy birthdays” for each other. Followed soon by happy birthdays from Jenny, Tim’s middle sister – who was an absolute boon for the day! And happy birthdays from Jag! Did I mention the happy birthdays from Tim and Rusty? And after getting to the hospital and getting happy birthdays from a sleepy but much more lucid (and normal looking, since they put his glasses on) Uncle Joe, also happy birthdays from Tim’s parents, Bill and Linda.
(And a million emails/Facebook messages/Twitters, and I loved each one of them!)
Uh… lunch at Panera’s. Back to the condo. Off to WalMart. Quickest trip ever to Jungle Jim’s. Back to condo. Off to dinner. BEST DINNER EVER at Eddie Merlot’s (I think that’s what the name is) where despite a mild allergic reaction to something (what is in Bearnaise sauce… anyone? eggs? fish?) I had probably the best food ever. Whoever thought to put butter and lobster into mashed potatoes….? I love you! Call me!
Then back to the condo, for many laughs and stories.
There will be more photos from this day when I’m not stealing quickly deteriorating wireless from one of the neighbors. But for now? Off to bed– so! very! tired!
A Day in the Life
Maker of thrown, hand-built, and slipcast ceramics; dyer and spinner of yarn; writer of science fiction; watcher of people and nature.