Celebration

I am enjoying being super subliminal this weekend.

Friday kicked off with Pilates, therapy and a buns of steel walk with a friend.

Saturday I went to the Mormon library and did some research you can only do on the library wifi, which was nice. Things have changed over there. Nobody asked me to put my bag in a locker. I sat on a couch with my laptop and did my research in comfort, which is basically what I do at home. They had ten cent Laffy Taffys. I bought a lime and a banana. The ride home was super dull, but I'm listening to Alison Hammond's memoir and she's great company. Plus she's a really nice person. I got to do a segment with her once about 15 years ago and it was super fun. I felt like she was my new best friend, but now I realize that she is the entire world's best friend. Great gal.

I did a supermarket shop before coming home, and bought bogels (bogus supermarket bagels) for our birthday breakfast. A blueberry for mrguy, which is traditional (and gross, in my opinion). I had planned for us to get a mani-pedi, but mrguy's saying no. I don't want to get a mani-pedi alone on my birthday. 

Mrguy: I support your mani-pedi

Me: How is this support? This seems like saying no

Mrguy, laughing: By allowing you to have a mani-pedi

Me: Will you help me put up my Christmas arch?

Mrguy: Yes

Me: Would you make me more coffee?

Mrguy, incredulously: You want more coffee?

Me: That also sounds like a no.

Mrguy: I said I'd help with your arch

Me: Will you get the thermos from my desk and bring me my throat coat? Basically I want to ask you to do things and for you to do them.

We put up the arch together, and it looks fabulous. I sat underneath it in my dad's chair and listened to 1960s Japanese music. That, alone, was divine. I had a bit of a scare when my glamor boy decided to chew on a lower branch of the tree, but he lost the taste for it and moved on to other things.

Meanwhile I went on an extra buns of steel walk with a friend who is part goat. She was unaffected by the steep grade of the main drag over here, which we were trudging up. I usually drive, and have to hit the gas to get the car up that hill. Then is suggested we finish with the super steep stairs. She made an amazing lemon cake for my birthday, which we ate without (for me) worrying about calories.

We finished up by ordering sushi and watching some tv. The cats were very good boys. 

It was a lovely day.

Not bad, Birthday!