Crews

birthdaycrew, originally uploaded by andebos.

"A host of friends. I have a host of friends."

Large majorities of the time there's the feeling that life is just being summarized as opposed to analyzed, questioned, evaluated, etc. Not that summaries are all that bad but after a while who wants to read all that? Better yet, who wants to type all that when you already lived it once? Well, here goes another summary because it's early and my brain is only functioning at three quarter speed, which is better than that typical half speed I usually experience. The other night several friends put together a small birthday bash for me. When it comes to birthdays I'm no good...it's not that I don't care but it seems a lot of hoop ra for one person and I'd rather the focus be elsewhere. Yet, it's rude to side step the question over and over too so I ifinally admitted that all I really wanted, was Wendy's, and of course some good friends. And, that's what I got...and it was great! We played some "take two" and I received calls and emails and texts and all sorts saying happy birthday! Sorry I couldn't return them all, if many at all. Sam made me a nice cake as he learned funfetti is actually a name of a cake after playing some silly phone tag with Emily. Basically I hear the story goes something like this, Em texted Sam saying he should make a funfetti cake to which Sam thought she was being silly making up some bizzare type/flavor of cake. He responded with all kinds of made up types of cake names in his text as he walked into the cake department and saw the name "funfetti" and simply said, "huh..."


A good birthday night, whenever you have Wendy's all things are good. Last night I had this bizzaro dream where all my kids were acting totally out of control. They were purposely defiant which is very strange but I've had one or two who are starting to act that way. It's tough to create "independent thinkers" who are also respectful and mindful to their teachers.