May 29, 2009
Yesterday was such a good day.
Jesse’s 19th birthday. He and I went out — out! — I still haven’t gotten over the novelty of me being able to just pick up and go out when I choose.
And now, it’s happening for Jess.
He’s been out more in these past 2 weeks than he has in the last 6 months. Oh! Thank God.
We stopped at the bank. We drove 20 minutes to a nearby town, and he got a strawberry milkshake at one fast-food place, and curly fries at another one.
We drove back to our own town, stopped at the grocery store where he got the world’s largest bag of SlowPokes. (They are a family birthday tradition.)
For that matter, so is the milkshake. The day he was born was also the day we came home from the hospital and we stopped at that self-same fast-food place, to get a strawberry milkshake.
So it’s nostalgic for me, though he naturally has no recollection of it. Man, you can’t get too much younger than he was when that happened. He was about 8 hours old. Of course he has heard the story about a million times …
We came home, and we neither of us had to go to bed. Major.
I answered some email — another new and wonderful thing. Watched my afternoon soap, and then our oldest son drove up to celebrate Jesse’s birthday.
He brought ice cream and waffle cones, hamburger buns and pop. He brought presents cupcakes with icing and sprinkles (Jesse’s preference over cake this year).
I picked up our youngest daughter from work, brought her home. Started cooking hamburgers, some little frozen processed ones that are the burger of choice of some family members (I think they just don’t really like meat) and some REAL hamburgers with onion and garlic, salt and pepper and Worcestershire sauce. MmmMMm.
A friend of our daughter’s joined us for dinner, and the living room was, like it was for so many years raising 5 kids, full of people.
Even Jesse came out of his room and joined the party. (He usually doesn’t. :-)
We were both really cooked by the end of the day. Absolutely baked. Went to my room by 8 pm or so, read awhile, answered some emails, wrote an article for Ncubator …
And woke up today, still tired, but, thank God, a normal tired.
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