Quietly quotidian

by chuckofish

Sunday is boy #3’s birthday. He will turn 26! Although we won’t be together on the day, Tim and Abbie paid us a visit last weekend, and we celebrated then. I baked a gluten free version of Sarah’s special cake #2, yellow cake with chocolate frosting and Heath bar bits on top. It was quite yummy, and we even got a couple of photos of notoriously camera shy Tim. Here I am holding him in place as Abbie takes the picture.

We had a wonderful time with the newly affianced couple – aren’t they sweet?   

I hope Tim, the last of the September birthdays, has a wonderful day on Sunday!

After they left, the excitement waned and we returned to our busy but boring routines. I went to the dentist and discovered that I need a crown on one of my back molars; I went to meetings and discovered nothing, and now here we are on Friday morning. This morning I’m feeling A.E. Housman’s Yonder See the Morning:

Yonder see the morning blink:

The sun is up, and up must I,

To wash and dress and eat and drink

And look at things and talk and think

And work, and God knows why.

Oh often have I washed and dressed

And what’s to show for all my pain?

Let me lie abed and rest:

Ten thousand times I’ve done my best

And all’s to do again.

I am really looking forward to my DP’s tales of western adventure, aren’t you?