So, I didn’t see one already, which is quite unusual, as it’s going on 9 am East Coast. Of course I am fairly blind so may have missed it.
Today is my eldest’s birthday, my darling girl is now 11 years old. She was born at precisely 5:55 am on December 18th. I am reminded of this, since she somehow convinced her little brother to get up with her, and celebrate, at 5:55 this morning. I heard a little tapping sound, which awoke me, and I found them out in the family room, changing the TV channels on the cable box, since they couldn’t find the remote. It was only 5:45 and they were preparing for the big event. I went back to bed after giving them the remote. At 5:55 I was again stirred from my semi-slumber by the muted strains of Happy Birthday to You and came out again, to kiss them both on the head. I asked them to please go back to sleep and noticed that they even had signs made for the occasion.
That is absolutely adorable!! Be glad she wasn’t born at 2:22 AM!!
I think the MMP was supposed to be started by our newlywed who probably has other things on her mind - like rising early to make her new husband breakfast in bed. What? I did that for my sweetie when we got married.
OK, maybe I didn’t, but I might have. I could have.
I just rousted my baby from her slumber. In about half an hour, I get to take her to the dentist. After that, I have no idea what we’ll do. I don’t care - my baby’s here!
The Newlywed is certainly welcome to come in here and co-opt this thing to her little heart’s content. Birthdays and weddings are both about beginnings, so at least I’ve established a common theme.
VunderWife and I are leaving Thursday to see the VunderKind and families. No sooner than we get home next week, he flies in and will be in the VunderLair for a week.
She took four of her bestest friends to lunch at Johnny Rockets and then to see Unaccompanied Minors. It was an all girl outing – the boy and I had lunch by ourselves, did some window shopping for video games, and saw Eragon at an entirely different theater, then came home and played games on the computer for a while. We did have cake with the all girl posse, though. Tonight I’ll take her to dinner, just the two of us, which we always do around her birthday. She gets to pick the restaurant, and wants to go to a sort of generic Asian place called the Rice Factory. I think she wants sushi and dumplings.
As a follow-up to Rosie’s 3 questions last week, I submit to you that which passes for fun at a NASA office party. BTW, I won this game; make of that what you will.
Ooh, rigs. That’s awful.
Happy birthday to the Shibbolet. That’s really cute.
G’morning, everybody. I have a planning problem that I need MMPer help with. That’s a bad sentence. Anyway, on Christmas Eve we’re having a ten-person party at Mr. Lissar’s godparents’ house. It needs to be a reasonably balanced meal the people can pick at for a few hours. Help me come up with a menu. I want everything to be okay at room temperature. Preferably nothing gloppy. So far:
Skordalia, feta dip, hummus, pita
Brie and cheddar
Ham and black pepper bread
Scones, jam, cream
Cupcakes
Lots of wine
Cider
Home-temperature foodstuffs eaten at the Navahouse:
breaded chicken breasts (must have been sliced pretty thin; use very-tiny bread; there is always a bark-fight over who gets the ones that have been sitting on the bottom of the plate, where the “juice” accumulates)
foie-gras on light toast
“entremeses”: slices of salami, chorizo, hard salami, dry cheese, etc.
Lettuce salads.
Tomato salad: since the tuna you have available will most likely be canned in water, open it one or two days prior and put the contents in a closeable container (a low mason jar or a glass tupperware is best) along with some white vinegar. That’s why the container has to be closeable and preferably glass: you don’t want to stink the whole house. The actual salad must be prepared with the tomatoes at room temperature: cut the tomatoes, salt them, add the tuna (trying to add as little of the sauce as possible), add some olive oil (or other decent-tasting oil); finger-ends of white asparagus, filled green olives and sliced hardboiled egg are optional. Some people add tinily-diced garlic and/or sliced onion, but not both and not diced onion.
Happy Birthday to the Shibbo-lette, hope sickies feel better, and FCM, that picture cracked me up.
I’m tired. I had a very long, tiring weekend in which my mother tried to give me all the clothes she’s ever bought and then ended up not liking. My two-year-old niece (while still the cutest thing ever) is scared to death of me. And it turns out four hours of driving is still brutal on the tailbone.
But I got a new iPod, so all is well.
And now, I’m off to do work. I might be scarce this week–busiest week of the year for me. I’ll miss you all.
Good morning all. My leg is a little better today, it only hurts when I walk on it or smack it with a ball peen hammer Maggie Wonderbeagle is at the vet, getting a liver function test.
bobbio, I love those! Will you adopt me?
FCM, beautiful kids. Is that a mountain lion on the couch? :eek:
rosie, I had last week, but was pre-hijacked. I was the back up today, but I was preempted by Shibb. I can do next week. if I don’t get preempted again.
Happy Birthday to the Shibbdaughter!!! I take it dad is not a morning person?
Sounds like a fun afternoon out with the girlies, and at least you get her undivided attention later!
The Corporate Services party had champagne…what a civilised way to pass a bit of an afternoon. Should I tell you now that I love you all, or will you wait until later?
Well, i’m sorry about the cold- but the joke is terrible. I’m not telling Mr. Lissar that one. His godfather told this one to us last week. Brace yourselves.
Yay, shibb comes to the MMP rescue!! Hey, guy, what sort of presents do eleven-year-old girls like these days? Mr. Anachi and I must gift one and have no idea.
li-li, I agree with nava, a tossed salad would be good. You need something green. If not a salad, a green veggie of some sort.
Tidbits from this weekend. I took Friday off because I needed to do double duty with my dad. BarbeeDoll[sup]TM[/sup] had to work. I also needed to be at the house for the installation of the shower door that we’d been waiting on for forever. I did some xmas shopping and went home to wait. The installers were running late and never even got there til after Mr. Anachi got home from work. I went back to the nursing home for Dad’s dinner and then returned home to find the installers starting the cleanup of a gazillion glass shards all over my master bath because the door had exploded. :eek: WHAT A MESS! Apparently they had tried to force the door and it couldn’t take the stress. :rolleyes:
Saturday was just busy but I managed to make some sketti and meaty balls.
But the killer was Sunday. I woke up with another attack of vertigo. It was bad. I spent the day in bed.
Not a whole lot better this morning but at least the anti-dizziness medication is working today.
I must have been a rea shite in my former life.
Oh, and my printer isn’t working and I am about to embark on billing hell.
I’ll miss you all.
