It is my birthday.
I spent this day with two of my favorite people and I didn't have to leave the house once. TO23 took slices of cake to my uncle and grandma. At first, I was disappointed by the warm rain, then elated when it very late turned to snow. We watched a show on giant catfish that I had previously DVR'd. (If you know me well, you understand how apt this general species is on this particular day. That is one of many personal bonds. I suppose that we all have them, and I hope really so.)
As on most any Winter day, we ate simple, good foods like oatmeal in the morning and roasted root vegetables in the darkened late afternoon. An aside: I can't believe that I had never eaten a turnip until last week, and now I roast them every chance that I get. I had no idea that they would burst with juice, even with a nice caramelization. My husband picked up a store-bought birthday cake from Brennan's, as requested, and I ate more than necessary at two pieces.
I haven't seen all of my dears yet this season, and that is on my list of things to do as soon as possible. I need to catch up with so many people, both family and friends, either by email/internet or written word and, maybe even, PHONE. I dread the telephone so much. I can do business nicely, but I am not so comfortable with the chit-chat. I am better in person or typed word. I like the dynamics that go with each of those. I have also lost any sense of time or courtesy when it comes to snail mail. I hope to recapture that long-lost love this next year.
Tonight, after theother23 and X played a game on the Wii, which hasn't seen much action since the PS3 came along, we watched the aforementioned catfish show on the telly and are now settling in with our individual modern machines -- I am on my Windows laptop. X is on her Mac. TO23 is on his PSP. The house is mostly clean and it smells good. I've had my fill of food and love.
At this moment, I've had the perfect amount of everything, the just enough.
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