It’s true. I’ve been a Minnesotan for over a year now, survived a winter even the natives are calling “brutal” and, in case you’re wondering, I’ve not yet adopted the dialect… dontcha know. I’m working on a post where I’ll talk about all the things I’ve learned this last year: the differences between city folk… Read More One year, one week, two days and eight hours ago… we moved. Also, results from our birthday poll!
I have a fantasy that one day I will work among adults who do not celebrate their birthdays. It’s not that I deny I’m getting older (still alive at 55). It’s just that I’m an adult now and frankly, it seems a little silly. Living one more year isn’t that big of an accomplishment. Most… Read More Singing the Birthday Blues… and no, it’s not my birthday
Celebrating your birthday after the fact can be glorious for the simple fact that it usually involves mother’s guilt. And mother’s guilt is a powerful force to behold. So it was that after my week-long convalescence – a week where no celebration, nay, no smiles, were deemed possible – Daughter was treated to a Belated… Read More A Belated Birthday Celebration Involving Second-Hand Clothes, a Stoned Clerk Named Ryan, and Several Doggies
Note: What follows is something I published two years ago. I’m rerunning it because a) We really did have a party this last weekend so it totally fits, and b) because of said party, the story I intended to publish isn’t ready. So until it is, I hope you enjoy this: We had our annual… Read More Party Planning for Friendly Anti-Socialites
We had our annual holiday get-together at our house this last weekend, where something like 25 to 100 people stopped by our little abode to partake in food, drink, and stimulating conversation. Twenty-five is the more likely number of attendees, but it’s all a matter of perspective, right? A very social, extroverted person may have… Read More Party Planning for Friendly Anti-Socialites
We arrived at the party late because as Husband said, nothing our friend does ever starts on time. He was right. The dinner party was to start at 6:00, we arrived at 6:30, the food wasn’t ready until 8:30. But there was beer, wine, sangria, and over in the corner of the room I spotted… Read More On Wine, Jalapeños, and World Famous Chili