|This is one of the two gifts|
we gave Shira.
Sunday we celebrated my darling daughter’s birthday. Oh boy oh boy oh boy. Rob was in Chicago and he and Marc actually went out to dinner, celebrating with us but from a distance. In the meantime, Matt brought Erin and Bibi here while Joe went to fetch Shira. I had made most of the cake the day before. I only needed to make the whipped cream for the frosting. They came in waves intentionally. Erin needed to wrap Shira’s gift (a Betsey Johnson purse—so jealous!) and the plan was to have enough time for her to do so. It wasn’t her fault we still had her wrapping paper. One of these days I’ll actually remember to give Erin things.
|So very jealous!|
We came back here and did the gift thing. Rob and I had two gifts for Shira but intentionally saved one for when Rob would be here to see her open it—like her actual birthday day. And then there was ice cream. I took some boring vanilla ice cream (sugar free, naturally) and added some coconut extract and shredded coconut to make a surprisingly good coconut ice cream. We even toasted some coconut to sprinkle on top. A half-gallon simply wasn’t enough. Bibi helped me make the whipped cream and then helped me sprinkle the lemon zest (stardust) and edible gold stars on the top. Pretty. But Bibi didn’t like the cake. I ended up finishing her piece.
Oh well. Can’t win ‘em all.
|This is the dry erase board|
we gave Bibi but the one we
bought didn't have a pen.
Monday Rob came home from Chicago bearing photos of Marc’s apartment. Seriously, we had no clue what his space looked like and I was almost as excited by seeing photos of his living room and kitchen as I was with the one of him, in a shirt and tie, no less. Almost, but not quite. (Besides, Marc will be moving soon so this won't be where he lives for very long anyway.)
|Shira said she loves Jessica Abel|
so getting her these books
was an excellent choice.
Thursday we took Snowdoll to doggie day camp. She has been so crazy on the morning walks, bouncing everywhere and excited by it all. Taking her was a brilliant idea. There happened to be a white Siberian husky there on the same day. We’ve noticed that she responds with the most enthusiasm whenever she sees a husky, as if she can tell that she and this other have something in common. Rob swears she can tell other huskies from other dogs and there are times I cannot argue, although I don’t know that I can give her quite that much credit. Still, I kinda want to, if you know what I mean. It was great fun watching her and the husky playing on the monitor.
|30 tiny rolls of different tapes.|
Friday is when IT hit. I’d had a menstrual headache all week but Thursday I woke up with aches all over my body and doing my morning yoga was torturous. I pushed myself to join Rob and Snowdoll on the morning walk. The rest of my day was spent in bed. And fever. And sweating. And misery. Sick sick sick.
|This is where Marc lives now.|
Rob really liked the exterior.
We didn’t stay very long. Rob had one cookie and it hit his tummy very hard. We left sooner than I would have liked. If Bibi had been there, Rob would have left and I would have stayed. And the truth is, it’s just as well that we didn’t stay, that I couldn’t stay, because I collapsed into the bed and stayed there. I didn’t even have dinner. But I’d had breakfast and lunch so I wasn’t avoiding food altogether.
So there you go. A week that begins with stomach distress, included two birthday celebrations for one birthday, and left me sick in bed. Here’s hoping next week I feel a little better. I really don’t want to feel worse.