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What I did for my birthday...

I'd planned on sleeping in, but Mom's 0730 breakfast meeting ran until 1000 (team-building they could have saved for another time, especially since this was non-paid time) and the munchkin woke up well before that. Since I was cold and had no intention of getting up, we watched -- well, she watched and I tried to sleep -- Sesame Street in our bedroom for awhile.

During this time, someone sniped an eBay auction I was winning in its last minute. So much for getting the Playskool dollhouse baby and dog (all we're missing from our hand-me-down), but at least I have the satisfaction of them having wasted six bucks since my maximum bid was $10 but the highest bid was listed at $3.75 when they sniped me... but back to my day.

Got up, attempted to look human and called the courthouse again (one of these days they will have to pay me for jury duty from June -- between travel costs and their generous $3/hour for childcare, they owe me over $200) in hopes of finding a user there where clue > 0.

After two rounds of appeasing the short person by watching Elmo's Magic Cookbook and an hour of sewing repair (Stitch Witchery and muslin, then about 5" double rows of blind stitching by hand) to the seat of the new-to-her doll stroller, Dad decided we should go out to lunch. Since Caffe di Lucca was too expensive for his taste (half a Bellagio and a large italian soda is about $6), we went down the hill to Fazoli's.

Dad was his usual self but the food didn't suck too much. He did horribly tease me by offering to stop at Best Buy (so I could look at modems and a PC cable for my GPS -- a birthday gift from Himself) but, as expected, we passed the store twice and he decided not to stop.

On the way home got dragged through Wal-Mart so Sarah could buy school supplies by repeating "I can't find this" until I took the list and found everything a few minutes and picked up more painting supplies for Dave's car, which he thinks he's going to sell for $5k. Thankfully I was not dragged into the supermarket although Laurel likes the penny horse ride there.

After returning home, in no particular order:
- sorted mail, tossing crap from political candidates, credit card offers and propaganda from William Bennett (who knows how we got on his mailing list, I wish we could dump him on North Korea or Iraq);
- worked on my current needlework project;
- picked up Cheerios Laurel tossed all over the interior of my parents' car;
- took a nap; and
- ate Boston creme pie (hey, someone remembered I hate store-bought cake!).

Also watched an episode of Law & Order: SVU I'd missed on its first showing, had a nice, albeit brief, conversation with Himself, and bid on some other Playskool dollhouse accessories on eBay.

Still looking for the baby and dog, so if you can hook me up I'll make you something (watercolor, needlework, miniature quilt, hand-sewn clothing, batik panel, whathaveyou) of your choosing in return.

Tomorrow fulvius is stopping by and may loan me a modem that isn't an Acer piece of work as well as run out to Radio Shack so we can look at shiny things. *g* (Since I was on a network the first year I had Lara, I didn't know the modem refused to work at ambient room temps over 65 degrees Fahrenheit until around the time the warranty expired. Never buy Acer. Ask me about the speakers and the monitor if you'd like a real horror story.)

And now that I'm tired, I'm shutting up and going to bed.


( 8 comments — Leave a comment )
Aug. 10th, 2002 02:32 am (UTC)
Happy Birthday!
Happy Birthday, kid. ;)
Aug. 10th, 2002 07:59 pm (UTC)
Re: Happy Birthday!
Thanks. (:

Who're you calling kid? Does this mean I get to come up with some sort of kinda-cute-but-mostly-silly nickname for you as a future pilot? (My brother-in-law escaped that by teaching Laurel to call him "The King", but I make no guesses as to how he came up with that one.)
Aug. 11th, 2002 08:54 pm (UTC)
Re: Happy Birthday!
1. You're a kid. You are younger than I am. :)

2. When I become a pilot, we'll see about the whole nickname thing.
Aug. 18th, 2002 10:41 pm (UTC)
Re: Happy Birthday!
1. I concede that I Just Don't Get It.

2. Wingnut?
Aug. 22nd, 2002 03:57 pm (UTC)
Re: Happy Birthday!
2. Wingnut.







Aug. 10th, 2002 04:24 am (UTC)
well happy belated day. I imagine you did not get your non-commercialized surprise yet. Let me know when you do as I must explain something about it...
Aug. 10th, 2002 08:09 pm (UTC)
Today's mail was late, arriving just before dinner, but your package was in it! w00t!

I'm madly impressed by your packing skills... the height of mine is crisply creased brown paper and duct tape. It impressed Robert's tech school classmates until they realized it wasn't a food-filled package, but boxers since he'd mentioned the week before that he couldn't find the kind he liked in northern Texas. (:

I've IMed you (on AIM) and am awaiting the explanation, since it looks so nifty it's got to have a neat story behind it.

On a side note, you should have seen the combined rock collection when Robert and I lived in the same house... his collection is all neatly labeled specimens, mine consists of stones I thought were pretty or "spoke" to me when I tagged along with him to Red Green (a neat little rock shop in Lakewood, CO).
Aug. 10th, 2002 05:18 am (UTC)
Happy Birthday!
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