Saturday, November 05, 2005
Not Just ANY Happy Birthday…
This is the extra special birthday announcement… Deb’s!
Yep, it’s her big day. We’d probably go to Carmen’s, which we haven’t done since just before Sadie was born, but I was practical and bought groceries with the cash I had left pending my client’s check clearing and my being able to get more.
I got her a “birthday present” a few weeks ago, but I had something else in mind that has also been delayed by cash flow. Sheesh. Her requested present is that I catch up the dishes, which I don’t mind. It used to be easy to get a lot of them done while hanging with Sadie as she ate. Now she eats so fast!
And so much. Last night I got a pound of ground sirloin and made it all into three burgers. Sadie got her own, maybe 1/4 to 1/3 the size of Deb’s, which was about 80% the size of mine. Call it a couple inches or so in diameter and half an inch thick, covered with cheese. Served it with ketchup and half a bulkie roll. She devoured it. And a mess of homemade fries, which I made again because the potatoes had to be used. Perhaps a traditional “large fries” worth of them or a tad less. Heck; put that way, the burger Sadie ate was probably the overall amount in a McDonald’s burger, just thicker and less big around.
Was that enough? No. She also had a large glug of apple sauce and two good sized spoonfuls of pumpkin ice cream. She knows both those words; apple sauce and ice cream. But this wasn’t supposed to be a Sadie post, and there’s more, like the fact that she insisted on ceasing her play time in the bath, getting out and getting a diaper on because she knew she was about to poop, and like her knowing what “the remote” is and her fetching it for you if asked, and like her obsession with my hairbrush and wanting to brush her hair, and like her insistence last night on attempting to eat ice cream and apple sauce with a spoon, which in a first she treated as a tool rather than a toy.
The unexpected fresh burger - on a roll no less - and fries were kind of an unexpected birthday surprise for Deb, and she loved the Edy’s pumpkin ice cream. I noticed Peaceful Meadows had pumpkin ice cream now available on their sign by the road, so I thought I’d have to get some one day, even just a pint, so she could try it. I love that and egg nog flavors, both seasonal. Then in Wal-Mart I noticed Edy’s had pumkin. Turns out it’s spicier than I remember Peaceful Meadows being, but still fantastic.
This seems like a good time to mention Deb’s recent observation that there seems to be a generational demarcation in the form of being born before and after the first Star Wars came out. Interesting theory, no? That’s puts both of us in the pre-SW camp, if not in the same traditional generations.
But then, sometimes the traditional demarcations aren’t completely telling. At least, being a baby boomer isn’t. I am technically one, but am worlds apart from someone born in, say, 1948. You would expect that 13 year gap to put Deb and I worlds apart, yet somehow it doesn’t. Which could simply be an indication of choosing well.
Anyway, happy birthday to Deb, the Accidental Jedi, great blogger, Sadie’s cool if sometimes overwhelmed mom (Sadie’ll do that to you), my lovely wife. May there be so many more that we lose count.
