O Happy Day!

Happy Birthday, caerwynx!

You look in the dictionary under "comfort"? You'll find her picture. My Pamster is the very picture of nurturing, comforting, generous and loyal friendship, bless her ginormous heart. (OK, she's a freak for tea and poetry, but everyone has to have some flaws, eh?)

Happy birthday, my dear. I hope it's truly a lovely day for you. Followed, of course, by a spectacular year :)

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Ganked from my mei-mei and fellow poochie, Tobes:

You Were Actually Born Under:

You are solid, methodical, and you do things right the first time. Even when no one else does, you always believe in yourself. You tend to see the world in black and white, right or wrong. A good memory and eye for details means you tend to thrive at near impossible tasks. You are most compatible with a Snake or Rooster.

You Should Have Been Born Under:

You are totally loyal, faithful, and honest. However, you don't trust others to be as ethical as you are! Straight forward and direct, you really aren't one for small talk. You are a great listener - and an agreeable companion when you're in a good mood! You are most compatible with a Tiger or Horse.

What Year Were You Born Under?

I made potato salad. It may not be Memorial Day weekend here in Canada, but it is in the States and by all the gods that demands potato salad. Demands, I say!

Back to the packing and whatnot.

Quick update

1. Thank you all for the birthday wishes. And the self-sacrificing, dramatic gestures :) (sparky77, I'm looking at you here.) You guys. ::sniff:: I loves you, man!

2. Mokie is much improved. We think she passed a kidney stone - owwie - but now she's back to her purring, people-loving, cat-smacking, Mokiesaurus self.

3. My birthday was low key but nice, filled with packing and cleaning and stuff to get ready for the open houses this week. I painted a bathroom! Go, me! It all went swimmingly until right at the very end when I stepped back to admire my work - and right onto the upturned lid for the paint can. Sigh. Suddenly I'm doing the hokey-pokey in a very small room trying not to get painty footprints all over everthing while I take off my socks and roll up my now paint-soaked pants leg. Heh.

4. darlong and browncoat took me out to dinner at a great little Mexican restaurant in Guelph. Best damn nachos in. the. world. And the worst waiter ever. Slow, clueless, inept, but nice. It would be like having Gomer Pyle as your waitron for the evening. I also discovered that my days of eating black beans are past me. Damn. But I gotta tell ya, that black bean soup was worth the painful discovery. I really can't wait to go back and work my way through the rest of the menu.

5. When I came out into the kitchen after the paint lid incident, Sue (our realtor/friend) took a look at my legs with my pants all rolled up and exclaimed, "My God you have muscular calves! What do you do with them?" "I crack walnuts, Sue."

6. Dar informs me that I have a surprise coming on Wednesday. Hmmmmmmm.

7. I apologize for email unanswered and lj posts uncommented upon. I promise to catch up as the week wears down.

8. Q. I'm thinking of you, honey. I hope this weekend isn't too draining for you. Call if you'd like. Come visit if you'd like to get away for awhile. Anything you need, sweetie.