Recipe for a great 43rd: sleep in late (woo hoo!); birthday-song bed-serenade; hearty hugs from the r-b four before my feet can touch the floor; a carefully chosen (by Emilio) talking birthday card ("te quiero" from the r-b 3); the book I've been wanting (Hitchcock: 52 weeks with the Master of Suspense); an objet d'emi (a hand-painted wooden tiger); a german pancake breakfast at the Ol' South Pancake House (thanks, Aunt Carolyn!); a romp at Tillery Park; quality time with a rehabbing Mom (go Mom!); free shopping time (I get 5 pairs of black socks and one pair of sunglasses whose temples will not leave dents in the sides of my head--now I can be old and undented, woo hoo!); Aunt C's pear cake with candles ("Something's burning!"--see bowling video below); circulation-threatening birthday hats; a living room bowl; Popeye's red beans and rice; take-home chips, hot sauce, and guacamole from Mi Charrito Ray; a four-generation pooling experience (thanks for the company, the card, the cash and the Dad, Grandmom!); calls, e-mail and Facebook shout-outs from New Mexico, Spain, Qatar, Chicago, Wichita Falls and parts unknown from sibs, cousins, in-laws, friends, a niece and an old flame; and a safe drive back to Ada. Thanks to all who cooked this up (especially Mari, the top chef)!
Happy belated birthday, Steve! Here's to 43 more! The kids are looking so big and cute -- and you still don't look much different to me. Hope you had a great one. Call if you get down to Texas any time soon! Kisses to the family--
Recipe for a great 43rd: sleep in late (woo hoo!); birthday-song bed-serenade; hearty hugs from the r-b four before my feet can touch the floor; a carefully chosen (by Emilio) talking birthday card ("te quiero" from the r-b 3); the book I've been wanting (Hitchcock: 52 weeks with the Master of Suspense); an objet d'emi (a hand-painted wooden tiger); a german pancake breakfast at the Ol' South Pancake House (thanks, Aunt Carolyn!); a romp at Tillery Park; quality time with a rehabbing Mom (go Mom!); free shopping time (I get 5 pairs of black socks and one pair of sunglasses whose temples will not leave dents in the sides of my head--now I can be old and undented, woo hoo!); Aunt C's pear cake with candles ("Something's burning!"--see bowling video below); circulation-threatening birthday hats; a living room bowl; Popeye's red beans and rice; take-home chips, hot sauce, and guacamole from Mi Charrito Ray; a four-generation pooling experience (thanks for the company, the card, the cash and the Dad, Grandmom!); calls, e-mail and Facebook shout-outs from New Mexico, Spain, Qatar, Chicago, Wichita Falls and parts unknown from sibs, cousins, in-laws, friends, a niece and an old flame; and a safe drive back to Ada. Thanks to all who cooked this up (especially Mari, the top chef)!
1 comment:
Happy belated birthday, Steve! Here's to 43 more! The kids are looking so big and cute -- and you still don't look much different to me. Hope you had a great one. Call if you get down to Texas any time soon! Kisses to the family--
- Amy
Post a Comment