This “best birthday ever” began on Friday when I decided that I would reboot my computer to allow a few Windows Update items to refresh. As I detailed in another post, the computer took a dive. I spent most of my spare time over the weekend fixing that. It’s still not complete, but I do have a working OS now. And that’s just the beginning of the fun.
Saturday morning while I was working on the computer and Berta was moving some laundry around, the kids decided to play on the stairs against all other instructions not to, and yes, there was an incident. Abby came out pretty much unscathed. Riley looks pretty beat up, like he landed on his nose. They had a good hour’s cry and nobody was happy.
Also that morning (before the falling incident), Riley started rubbing his ear like there was something wrong with it. Infection? Well, both he and I have colds now, including stuffed/runny nose and resulting post-nasal sore throat.
Saturday afternoon was Abby’s dance recital, which went pretty well. Riley didn’t sit for the whole thing, and so we took him out to run around in the lobby. After the recital, we went out to dinner with Mom and Nana, driving by the houses that we are considering buying. Boy, that one is pretty far out there.
Mom gave me my present a day early - a zero-gravity chair. It’s the outdoor model. Pretty nifty. I used it on Sunday to sit in the livingroom and play Oblivion while Windows reinstalled.
Sunday, the actual birthday, we went out and got a few things. A new hard drive, the Imogen Heap CD, and some lacrosse balls. I also got a photo-illustrated juggling book with mill’s mess instructions. I will learn to do this routine. It may kill me.
While I was playing Oblivion waiting for things to install, Berta was at the store getting dinner stuff, Riley was asleep, and Abby was with Will (our neighbor her age) on the back porch torturing the baby birds in the nest that was built out there. Berta was very upset when she came home to find the nest knocked out of the porch rafters, and the little bird babies all over. Seriously, that’s sad. What is going on with this kid?
Abby ate none of my birthday dinner (salmon, wasabi mashed potatos, snap peas, and spinach and artichoke dip on bread), and although Riley ate his share, that seemed his downfall. Whether the sickness or the intolerance of the food, he chucked it up all over the place. It’s terrible, but he was like a fountain of vomit. Ever the trooper though, when I asked him, “Are you ok?” he would say “Uh-huh.”
Kids had a bath, I installed some more Windows, we ate cake, and then after the kids were asleep, Berta and I watched Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants, which wasn’t a bad movie, but it was a chick flick. Alexis Bledel will always be Rory Gilmore to me no matter what role she plays. Shame.
So yes, it has been a wonderful weekend. I think I would like to go lay down now.
