Hey guys, did I mention my birthday is approaching? It's Monday! Monday is my birthday!
I've always loved to notify people that my birthday is approaching. I'm not asking for gifts or good wishes, but by announcing it, I'm building up my own excitement. And the anticipation's always the best part.
Nothing particularly special about turning 38 other than 40 just looks that much closer. But (one of) the fun part(s) of being married to The Dude is he loves to plan special events. I know we're doing something for my birthday, I just don't know what it is.
So there are my numbers one and two. Three, of course, is birthday chocolate cake. The best chocolate cake I know how to make, and yes, I do make it myself. Who else would? And I want birthday chocolate cake. The baking it is as fun as the eating it anyway.
What do people who don't like chocolate have for their birthdays, Lizzi?
Oh, and the weather forecast predicts a high of 33 on Monday. Pos-i-tive-ly balmy. I'm gonna wear shorts and dance for joy in the melting snow.
So, there's for the birthday thankfuls. Some others from the week:
5. My vocabulary is growing by leaps and bounds. I now can use the word perspicacity correctly, but I think the real joy in that word is in the pronunciation. Try it; you'll love it.
6. Someone advertised on our neighborhood listserv that she is downsizing and looking to give away houseplants. Give away! I scored five fully grown beauties who won't want much water. I'm a lazy waterer so these are perfect for me. Now The Dude, he loves to water, so I've instructed him to restrain himself. Let's hope he can.
7. Lisa from The Meaning of Me recommended this engaging and humorous post on Brussel sprouts, about which I have not written enough, would not you agree? I had lots of fun following the links and pinned the two recipes for BS haters. Then, no BS in our CSA this week. I'm still prepared should they appear, however.
And what I really loved about the exchange is how my hatred of Brussel sprouts has so fully permeated her consciousness that she thought of me when she read the post.
8. No Brussel sprouts, but don't these look amazing?
9. Such fun! Lizzy of The Muddle-Headed Mamma is providing Italian lessons on her blog on a weekly basis. As a girl with a genuine one quarter Italian blood running through her veins and a brother and sister who both learned Italian, my interest was certainly piqued. I particularly enjoyed her post this week on the role of astrology in the typical southern Italian's life. Sono del segno dell'Acquario.
10. We had company last night, and not only talked them into learning a new game about planting bean fields (are you surprised that's not easy to do?) but found they were naturals! This game, Bohnanza (wow, it has a Wikipedia page), is way more fun that it sounds. Yes, you're planting bean fields, but it's really about bartering with your fellow players. You get to participate in each turn rather than having to sit around and wait most of the time, like so many games (ahem, Ticket to Ride).
And, as mentioned, they caught on right quick, which was fun since it can be a bit complicated to explain and if you are playing with someone only mildly interested or moderately inebriated, it can be like wading through Jello.
Can't wait to read your lists!