To Sheila Oranch.
Category: Birthdays
Happy Birthday
To my brother Gary, who is 55 today.
Happy Birthday
To Deb’s brother Doug, who is 32 today.
Happy Birthday
To blogger Aliza Sherman.
Happy Birthday
To blogger Rob Sama, who reminded me I’d intended to bring back the birthday tradition Real Soon Now. One place or another.
To Sadie, who is 5 today.
Okay, so this is retroactive, but who’s counting. I’d post birthday picture(s), but none were taken.
Seriously, though… time flies.
Henry turned two today! Time flies. Well, kind of.
It’s been kind of hot for baking, but I made a cake we had at my grandmother’s Sunday, and you’ve never seen a kid more delighted to be the center of the happy birthday song. Sadly, the leftover cake is keeping ants fed on the lawn near the car, where the cake holder my mother put it in for ease of transport back here failed on me. Deb didn’t get any, and I was going to make another, but she didn’t think it was worth it in temps high eighties and above recent days. She did get to eat my experimental lemon spice cake based on the same Henry-safe recipe for chocolate cake. It wasn’t bad, but too mildly flavored and with a baking soda tinge. I still need to work on the frosting for the non-dairy non-egg cake. Even with less honey, it tasted overwhelmingly of honey.
Anyway, grandparents brough Henry a cool Spiderman sweatshirt for cooler weather, and it lights up the way Sadie’s beloved Cars shirt does. All three of them got bouncy balls that are like snow globes inside, so the glitter and color will settle when idle, then go nuts when they are used.
Sadie picked a cool stacking peg set with pegboard, which he loved. She shopped with Deb, and they also got him a wooden toolbox with wooden nuts and bolts, wood strips with holes, screwdriver, wrench, hammer, and wooden pegs. They loved playing with that today. Finally, a coloring book and crayons of his own, which also went over well. I supplemented it with a small plastic chair, red with Mickey on the back. He loves litle chairs that are more or less his size, so he appreciated it.
Poor kid has a checkup I have to take him to tomorrow. I should probably arrange to drop the girls with someone, but they’ll probably all come along as usual.
I’d like to post more pictures, even just recent ones, but I’ve been lucky to write this post. He has twice tried to occupy my lap, and part of the way through it he and Valerie played with and spilled a pitcher of red Kool-Aid all over the kitchen and living room, while Sadie neglected to mention this to me as I’d expect. Even if I can remember what needed to be worked on, it’s hard to do anything, sometimes even the most urgent of things, with them taking all of my time. They’re like free radicals mutating cells of productivity.
Anyhow, one of the best Henry pictures ever, at the playground in Lakeville recently:
Happy Birthday
To Deb’s father!
And a buncha other people, like my friends and former colleagues Rich and Steve, former President George W. “LBJ” Bush and thanks for making Barack Wilson Nixon-Carter possible, etc. But for our purposes here, David is the one who matters most.
Happy Birthday
To my niece Melissa, who is 20 today. Time flies!
Happy Birthday!
To my father, who is [holy crap!] today.
Happy Birthday!
To Deb’s mother, Peggy.
You Say It’s Your Birthday
Happy birthday to… me! The big 48. I’m officially contiguous, even as there are secession problems.
There are a whole slew, if not a Seattle, of other birthdays today, which I’d be remiss not to mention while I am here, even though I have stopped the regular announcements.
First and foremost, my mother, which makes her 74. Which with modern health and life expectancies – the same ones that make 65 an absurd and nationally bankrupting retirement age – would be famously sung by the Beatles if they were happening now. Or perhaps even 84, my age if I were dyslexic. Difference being divides by nine. Obscure accounting humor, anyone?
There’s Mickey, of the now defunct Mickey’s Musings blog.
There’s Bogie, who has read me from the early days, and whom I have actually met in person.
There’s Peter Davidson, a favorite eclectic read who up and disappeared, though the blog remains, suspended in time. I’d still like to know what happened, and see him come back or what he’s posting now if he’s elsewhere.
Imelda Bettinger is a name I picked up along the way to add to the list, 35 this year as Deb will be. Darn kids! (I believe age difference between us was less a factor than could have been, but more of one than I’d expected.)
Finally, Sheila Scarborough is another of us cool 1961 babies. Go us!
Happy birthday!
Happy Birthday
To Valerie!
My baby girl is three today. Three years old! Time flies. She’s grown up a lot in the past couple months.
Most recently, she graduated entirely from pullups, her decision that she was ready. She meows expressively, emulating Gary the snail from Spongebob Squarepants, and it’s the cutest thing ever.
We’ll have cake at grandma’s tomorrow, but I was thinking of making an allergen-free one today. No eggs? No dairy? It can be done! We’ll see. I also got soy ice cream and lemon sorbetto, both safe for Henry, if not democracy. They can at least have those, and won’t know the difference. We did presents already, since Deb is working 2 to 11 PM to accomodate my goofy job and make the dream of adequate sleep closer to reality all around.
Next up will be my (gack!) 48th birthday. How’d that happen? Then Henry will be 2 (he was 18 months yesterday, speaking of), and Sadie will be – holy cow! – 5.
Happy Birthday
To Nathan Tisdale.
Happy Birthday
To my old Connecticut friend and collaborator Jennie Drysdale.
Happy Birthday
To friend and former colleague Paul Ruggeri.
Happy Birthday
To my cousin Sandy’s son Ruben, who is 17 today.
Happy Birthday
To blogger Dave Schuler.
Alles Gute zum Geburtstag
Happy birthday to my cousin Larry Hennrich in Germany, who is now 55.
Happy Birthday
To my cousin Brad, who is 51 today.