Happy birthday!
Driving by on the way out grocery shopping… anyone want anything from Costco?
Yeah LiLi I was just thinking I sure could use one of those metric ton jars of creamy peanut butter. 
About an hour ago, I cleaned myself up. Thought y’all would like to know that.
Happy Birthday, Some1. You olde pharte.
The birthday story I wanna tell is actually my sister’s, because I did it to her. We have a long history of pranking each other.
September '02, and she was going to turn 40. I’d been talking behind her back to the other friends and relatives concerned for about a year, half-assed trying to figure out a way to get her real good.
When it came to crunch time, I settled on an idea. Her birthday was mid-week, so I decided to have a surprise party at her house with everyone involved. I recruited two of my aunts to show up at her house about a half hour ahead of the rest of us, and they were there to celebrate her birthday. They were to keep everything lame and rinky-dink to throw off my sister’s instincts, and with her knowing they were coming, I knew she’d clean her house (important to her).
Everyone else was to bring a potluck style dish, and something partyish like a decoration, hats, etc. The theme was was grim reaper OMG she’s 40.
Aunts played their parts perfectly. they were there about 20 minutes, and LilSis complained to them, “I turned 40, and my brother didn’t even call or send me a card, even…” About that time, I walked throught the front door with a big pot of Sloppy Joes. She did a :eek: follwed by :dubious: and several more :eek:s as everyone else showed up in quick succession. We feasted and made merry most of the night, and even cleaned up the mess afterwards. Best gotcha so far. I fear turning 50 knowing it’s my turn, but I live 800 miles away from her.
I also got her good this year. When we were kids, there used to be an old guy who would stand out in front of one of the stores in town hawking a paper named ‘Grit’. He’d ask, “Wan buy a Grit?” like he had a mouthful of marbles. That became one of our inside jokes, and we’d end phone calls between us with “Wan buy a Grit?”
Weeeeell, Grit re-invented itself into a gardening/home cooking/home improvement mag aimed at suburban pioneers, and I actually like it. I got her a b-day card, signed it, “Wan buy a Grit?”, and timed a subscription to arrive within a day or two of her card. She was laughing when she called to say she got it, and liked the new rag.
Happy Birthday, Nooner!!!
Here’s a link to a post I made about my bestest birthday ever. 
Hi Kai! How are those precious pups doing?
I’m back at work with nothing to do. I could just as easily do nothing at home, ya know? <sigh> There’s work coming down the pipeline, I hear, so that’s good.
Off to surf…
ooooh- I just bought really inexpensive Silpat equivilants. I love 'em. And some awesome cranberry covered chevre cheese.
mmmmmm
Up, awake and contemplating my day. It will involve coffee at some point.
I am still exhausted from Vegas…
Dang Rebo! Turkey laigs, beer and a new freezer! Now that’s a birthday!
Are you walking bow-legged? :dubious: 
Happy Birthday Special One!
I’m at work, I donwanna, wah, etc.
I can’t think of a birthday that has really, really, stood out. I take that back.
On my 21st birthday, my husband got me up at o’dark thirty to go to the golf course. We, of course, stuffed adult beverages in the golf bag. I think we only played about nine holes, but we had a great time. After that, we made the rounds with our friends, and I don’t think I got to bed until well into the next morning. Overall, it was a great time.
All my other birthdays were, well, just another day. If my birthday falls on a work day, I almost always work.
Don’t get me wrong. My husband makes the day or the weekend before or after special by taking me out to dinner or doing something special. My MiL always wants to take us out for my birthday, etc. I always enjoy the “dates” with my hubby.
I guess I should get to work. Still donwanna.
I had just turned 18 and by luck on the very day of my birthday Chicago was in concert. My best friend, Peace Corps Girl, and I and another girl, Whiny Brat, went to the concert. It was a good time. On the way home Whiny Brat decided to mention that she ‘forgot’ to tell her parents where she was going for the evening (she was only 16) so could I please hurry in getting her home. :dubious: Well, I short-cutted through the mall parking lot to avoid a traffic light and down an steep exit. As I did, the brakes went out on my 84 S10 Blazer. Strangely enough, the brakes came right back again! So, I continued on to a traffic circle where my brakes went out again and I proceeded to plow into a traffic sign. The police showed up, gave me a sobriety test (which embarrassed me greatly since I was a good Baptist girl at the time) and then my poor Blazer had to be towed from the scene of the crime. Incidentally, when the policeman stepped on the brakes, they were working properly again. :smack: We never did figure out what was wrong with them but my dad had the master cylinder replaced just in case. Yes, I realize that I’ve most likely told this story before, but it’s the most significant birthday that I can remember and you’ll just have to deal with it. 
My dad is doing much better. He texted me this morning to say that he woke up feeling better than he has in years. I said that was great, but not to overdo it. 
Currently, I am aggravated at the latest trick of one of my clients. The new plan is to order the full pasta meal for a certain number of people and then try to extend the meal by ordering extra salad. :dubious: I realize there are worse things in life than this… But it’s still aggravating.
Yeah noone!!!
My brother and I are twins born 11 years apart; me being the slow one in more ways than one. Our mother was a very rotten cook and we figured (even as fetuses) had we been born on different days, exposure to two of her birthday cakes would have killed us.
He’s the good one; artist, retired Army officer, the perfect child. I’m the evil one ------ underachieving hippy roustabout. Which is fine with me; I get to be happy a lot while he worries enough for both of us.
Happy Birthday, Special1 and Meeks!
That’s a great birthday story, Rebo! What a sweetie!
Last year was a good birthday for me. It was 30 so I really wanted to be with my family, but we’d spent T-day with them and were scheduled to spend xmas with my in-laws. (My birthday is Dec 22nd so scheduling became an issue.) KT did an amazing search for flights and found inexpensive-enough ones if I left here on the 21st, he drove to Milwaukee, he flew out from there on the 22nd really early, met us, we (and my parents) drove to Baltimore, went to the aquarium, had dinner, and went home. The next morning, we went back to the airport - so KT was in Penn. for just about 24 hours - and flew back to Milwaukee. The only downside was that my flights looked like one-way flights to the airlines so I got flagged for special searching because I might have been a terrorist. (It was more involved than that… two different airlines, one way was paid for with credit from a previously canceled flight, and so on, making it look really sketchy.) But we made it, and we drove through some snow to friends’ for the night. Then on the 24th, again in snow, we drove up north to spend xmas with KT’s parents. A crazy trip, but lots of fun, and I really appreciated the effort KT put in to making my birthday special.
Catching up from last week, we had a great Thanksgiving. In the morning I went to an interfaith service at Temple Israel. There were 10 clergy from various congregations. The ones I remember include Methodist, Episcopal, Catholic, Unitarian, Lutheran, Jewish, and Muslim. It was really amazing seeing everyone together. One of those “why can’t we always get along like this?” moments.
Then we had dinner with a coworker-friend and a friend of hers. Good food and good time.
Friday, I never even got dressed, which was awesome. There should be more don’t-get-dressed days. We put up indoor Christmas decorations on Friday and outdoor decorations on Saturday. Yesterday we both got massages, which were much needed as we’ve both got considerable stress-induced back pain right now. I’m feeling a bit better but I think my work chair is part of the problem so it’s getting worse again as I sit here. Grrr. And there’s a 5-day week to look forward to this week. Yippee.
:dubious:
That’s one hell of a long time to be knocked up and in labor.
I use a program (John’s Background Switcher) that changes my desktop daily. Today’s picture: “oooh, that’s pret----waitaminute… it looks familiar… ‘amanecer en la ciudadela’?” (“dawn in the citadel” in Spanish)
I think it’s from Pamplona!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY NOONIE!
I hope your day started off less disgusting than mine did. I’m not going into details except to say that cat butts can be the nastiest things ever.
Also, there is a special Agony Aunt posting today (before I knew it was anyone’s birthday, even!) because it was Prime.
Happy birthday to all birthday people and happy un-birthday to the rest of us! There, that’s got that covered.
Still here. Lurking. Don’t know why.
I love don’t-get-dressed days. That’s my plan for today, except for switching to clean pajamas after taking a shower at some point. That doesn’t count as getting dressed.
I guess I’m havin’ a don’t get dressed day then. I haven’t been anywhere and I’m wearin’ sweatpants, a tshirt and my robe. WHEE!
Back from Costco. Got your metric ton of peanut butter, an insane amount of milk, and Attacks Husband just pointed out that we have 45lbs of flour and 15lbs of sugar, so either bake something or quit buying. They now have a brand of yogurt I like, in Balkan style, which I haven’t seen before.
Waiting for Nat to conk so I can call the nurse and get his doses, and then have a nap.
Wow. We went from no lunches today to 4 lunches tomorrow! N.O.L., of course.
I’m glad you’re on board with the don’t-get-dressed days… I’d hate to have everyone thinking less of me for staying in my PJs.