Writing the good read
I have a lot of friends who just don’t listen to me or follow rules well at all. When I invited people to my 50th birthday party, I specified no gifts, or gifts of books for the kids at Treehouse, a great organization that provides the little extras, as well as counseling and mentors to…
My son turns 17 today. He’s a typical teenager: sleeps a lot, eats a lot, answers complex questions with a grunt, and complains that the world is “not fair!” I love him to death. I don’t always like his behavior (that’s my shrink talking; can you tell?). He’s mildly autistic, has ADD and a mild…
Tonight was my birthday party. About 40 people came to my house to hear live music by The Castaways who were as awesome on their ukuleles as most bands want to be on their bigger instruments. As they say, size doesn’t matter. They came to eat. The coconut cake from PCC was perhaps the biggest…
I’m not Martha. I don’t do detail work well. I will never be a cake decorator or do some fine stitchery. But I have been crafting up a storm to create decorations for my 50th birthday party tomorrow. Today was a big final push in getting decorations together. And then I thought about how ridiculous…
This is me and my guy tonight. For my 50th birthday dinner he took me out to Bis on Main, a restaurant in old Bellevue restaurant that seemed to be filled with old Bellevue type-residents (refined, of money, conservative), but with a distinctly forward looking idea about food — my salad included pickled rhubarb that…
1381, 1418, 1429, 1550, 1653: a bunch of various battles in Europe. Probably some Black Death. 1665: England installs a municipal government in New York City. 1775: The first naval battle of Revolution — What is it with battles and June 12? 1776: Virginia adopts Declaration of Rights 1792: In local Pacific Northwest news, Capt….
I turn 50 in nine days. Today, I got the card pictured below in the mail. I know other people who, on the verge of hitting the half century mark, also got their invitation to join AARP. I don’t know what database they bought to know that I am about to turn 50 — or…
Exactly 16 years ago, I was three weeks before my due date at a weekly check with my doctor. I told her that the following Tuesday would be a great day for me to have my child. It would work for out-of-towners coming for the bris (ritual circumcision that Jewish boys undergo at 8 days)….
Here it is, less than a week since I turned 49 and I’m already plotting my 50th birthday and attendant parties. And I’ve figured out a way to pay for whatever I want to do (leaning towards a pizza party, wherein I close my favorite local pizza joint for a private party, or a fancy…
This picture of me and my mom and her hairpiece? I was as close to birth when that was taken as I am now to being 50. And I’m totally cool with getting old because the alternative to aging isn’t really something I’m anxious to experience. So happy birthday to me. Go out and have…