That sounds great, Jesse.
I should do something useful. But I had unexpected dental work done today, and as a result I've spent most of the day lazing around. Got my first milkshake in about 3 years (not really worth it), and then got takeout wonton soup and lo mein, because my teeth are still sore.
I'm an aunt again! My SIL had a little boy around 4AM. 8 lbs, which is big, and she is small, so I'm sure she's glad he's out. I'm not loving the name they picked, but hey, it's their kid. We'll get used to it.
I have a new laptop! My old one has started developing overheating issues, and I figured I'd buy one before I had to spend a day without home Internet--the horror!
But now I'm rebuilding programs and toolbars and going "Fuck! I don't remember the password for Buffistas! Let's see if it's this! Oh, thank god."
I'm very tempted to splurge on the hotel for the first day of my vacation trip. I can do that if I do Motel 6 types for the rest of the trip, right?
Pete loathes surprise parties, clap&sing ambushes at restaurants, all of that sort of thing. He'd probably have the same sort of reaction as Bev's DH. But he loves *planning* that sort of thing, which works out because I am one of the few people we know who likes surprise parties. There have been years where people have asked me what I'm doing for my birthday, and I've answered with
"No clue! I'll find out on the day, probably".
I'm not one for staff singing at restaurants, but I'm still a little cranky at the not-cheap restaurant I took my mom for her birthday for not doing
anything.
I put a note in the reservation! The host at least could have said HBD to her.
My parents told a server it was my birthday and it turned out all the wait staff were opera singers. It was mortifying because EVERYONE in the restaurant stopped to pay attention, but it was also amazing to hear HBD, in Italian, sung in a really powerful baritone.
I am on the deck of my friends' house in the Ozarks, watching 8 hummingbirds fight over the feeders, and drinking coffee.
We're going to the river this afternoon, and then doing an escape room thing this evening, followed by grilling and sangria. It's just me and DH with our friends, and our 3 teens: 13,14 and 15.is the 7th year in a role we've done this, but the first time with just the big kids and not a bunch of littles. It's pretty awesome.
I love surprises. Although not signing and clapping in the restaurant.
The best restaurant birthday ever was my 30th. I was working for an interior design firm in Fort Lauderdale and we went to our favorite nice French restaurant for birthday lunch. (it was the kind of office where eating out for lunch was a frequent thing) One of my coworkers had given me a "21" card as a joke and when the waiter saw it he clapped his hands in excitement and bent over and kissed me. On the lips! We all laughed hysterically at his enthusiasm.
That sounds wonderful, Strix! Enjoy.