Most days Bill is up first and has the heat on and the coffee made. Today the Birthday Girl had to do it since I got up before he did. Dingbat (the woodpecker, not Bill) has been serenading me by hammering on the gutter. I looked out front in case the bunny was there. Bill saw one last night while I was gone. That’s the first one we’ve seen this spring. However, there were a couple of small birds nibbling the wishies off the dandelions. I can remember picking dandelions when they reached the fluffy stage and blowing on them to watch the fluffy things fly. I only today learned that the fluffy things are “wishies.” Who knew?
I had a shrimp quesadilla for my birthday breakfast. No, Bill was in the shower when I made it. He offered to make it but since I would have had to tell him how, it was easier to do it myself just like I wanted it, right? I’ve gotten phone calls, cards and presents today so that has been fun.
Bill asked me several weeks ago if I wanted to go out for dinner on my birthday or stay home and have him grill steak and lobster. My choice was lobster, hands down! We eat out so much that is isn’t really a treat to me. And I do NOT eat lobster when we’re out. So I was happy when the day dawned bright and sunny and no rain! One little problem arose, however, when Bill declared that he needed a path through my cutting board and yarn and fabric to get out the sliding glass door to the deck. Hmmm….
I started in on that chore about one o’clock – not the way I anticipated spending my birthday. Ten minutes into the job Bill said “You’re not finished with that?” Finished? If I could have done the job in ten minutes it would have been done long time ago! The problem is no place to put stuff. I finally told him that I wanted to get rid of the chair that has been sitting here piled high with fabric, etc. He was agreeable so I called a lady at church whose lost everything in a house fire several months ago and asked if she could use the chair. She said she would be happy to take it. She has a pickup truck and just needs to find a couple of fellows to help load it and that will be out of my hair. Hopefully she’ll be able to come tomorrow. We moved it out of the way and then I was able to move the cutting table over and clear a trail to the door. But I now have room to lift the other half of my cutting table. Of course, I still have to clear off the top of the table, which now has more stuff on it than before I started cleaning, but at least there is hope – I think!
Two hours later I had done all I could and wanted to do for the day. I was pooped. I settled into Clint’s recliner and opened my birthday boxes from Ellen and Linda. When I recuperated enough to move again, I filled the tub and soaked my weary body. Refreshed by that I resumed knitting on the hoodie. I have about 3 1/2 inches left to do on the first sleeve.
I told Bill six would be a good time for dinner so he got things going to have it done by then. The rib steak was about two inches thick. The lobster tail wasn’t as big as some we’ve had in the past but it was yummy. I have strawberry shortcake for “dessert” when the mood strikes me.
So I’m going to wind down and relax for the rest of the evening. Ok, so relaxing is knitting to me. But Linda sent four movies so maybe we can watch one of those. I finished the detective mysteries last night. I enjoyed them and, of course, those were the only ones made! We’ll see what year 63 of my life brings…
Time is but the stream I go a-fishin in. - Henry David Thoreau