Saturday. Not much doin. I did home chores like laundry and changing sheets. Washed a car. Usual. Early afternoon I ran errands with Marika. Hard to believe she wanted to go. Her moods have been bouncing all over hell and gone since she got home. Tears to elation. I told her, as did Emily, she could have stayed in Hawaii. We can do without emotional drama. Not fun.
Anyway, we ran errands together. Grocery, auto parts, meat shop (boneless ribeye), ice cream cake. B day tomorrow. She was upset by the cake. For the first time we did not go to baskin Robbins. There isn’t one here. We went to a local shop. And she was upset, to say the least. Of course, 23 years in a row was BRs. She may have a point.
Back home kore chores. And put crap away. You may be wondering, where is Emily? She went to work early in morning and missed all the joy of the day.
When she finally got home, we made dinner and bbq’d the ribeyes and had a fine time. Marika announced she was heading out for the evening and would be back around 1. Fine.
Now we can go to bed.
Sunday. We did not get up till 830. Prob a fatigue hangover or something. I did have a request from Marika to wake her early. She has plans. And, it’s her birthday. So I have to put up with her wishes.
Her first request, jalapeño bacon and eggs for breakfast. Good thing meat market sells that. And this is a very easy breakfast. Not so bad.
Emily went to yoga. We sat around. Marika has said we were going on a hike. She changed her mind and said let’s go to Lake Clementine and swim. Mom showed up shortly after the change and Marika had left for the lake. So we followed. By the time we got close, she had already been turned around by the ranger. Water moving too fast and was too cold to swim. End of that.
Next on the hit parade was lunch at Burger & Cream. Can’t take that away. The dining room there was full. All tables outside, full. We did manage to awkwardly squeeze into the counter. B&C serves the finest burgers, shakes, etc in Auburn. I love their food. This is where Em and I had ice cream dinner last week. That good. So, finally had a successful activity without yelling or tears. That won’t last.
We are out for mani pedis now. Hey, it’s her birthday! I am sitting in the waiting area, I am not interested in either. Though they did offer. This place has the usual insane chemical smell to it. I am sure all of these Asians will have cancer in a few years. Prob be a class action lawsuit.
We are headed home for cocktails in a few. This is taking forever and I’d rather be drinking. Soon.
On our way home we get calls. From Marikas friends. All are already at the house. No big. The doors are locked.
We arrive. There are five friends waiting, Geo, Taylar, Bella, Jutt and Craig. All lifelong friends from Dixon, here to celebrate. So it turns out I did not have to make drinks. Marika cut a watermelon in half, blended the fruit with rum, poured it back into the half melon as a bowl. Serve. It works.
We had some hors douvres and sat around. Marika decided we were eating dinner somewhere other than we had planned so I had her cancel our existing reservation. And we went elsewhere. Not sure what that was about.
We had a fine time at the Ale House, dinner was good enough. Cocktails are ok there. It is a really pleasurable evening to sit around with people you have known there entire lives and chat about things. Fun, even. All enjoyed it.
Back to home. One more thing every birthday needs. Cake. Ice cream cake, actually. Candles. Singing. You know how this works.
The kids stayed up drinking for god knows how long. We don’t, we went to bed. I’m not a kid any longer.
I go to bed. At a reasonable hour.