Another birthday come and gone.
It was a unique and busy birthday experience. Here's the rundown:
12ish to 2:30ish: Dancing in the ice arena and refolding everything in my dance bag.
2:30 to 3:30: Library, checking mail, a huge number of facebook messages, and opening a couple of birthday cards.
3:30 to 5: Faculty meeting
5 to 5:45: Journey to Poco Piatti to pick up my carryout dinner (lamb chops, green beans, cheese and olive plate, pumpkin gnocchi)
6 to 6:30: Try to eat dinner and open presents at the same time. Fail. Get through a bit of dinner and a few presents.
6:30 to 9:30: Ice arena, Hockey game. Watch BG beat Northern Michigan. 2 out of 3 of my past and present students played. Go Brian and David!
9:30-???: Cosmic bowling. Glow in the dark. Drink Bud Light, as tradition demands. Lose spectacularly (69 and 74 were my scores), mostly because laughing so hard.
??? to 1:30: Go to Steve and Liss's, eat delicious apple cake made by Carrie. Almost play new Cranium, but instead argue about who is the better actor, Damon or Depp...or something like that.
Sleep
Saturday, I squeezed in grading, stopping by the big Thanksgiving/football extravaganza to coo at babies and Michigan State, stopping at school, getting groceries, opening the rest of my presents, and then zooming back to campus for the hockey game (BG lost, sadly, and only one of my past students played...but Go Tommy anyway). Then more grading.
Sunday settled down, but I have to say, I'm still pretty exhausted. I did manage to get through all my grading, in time to watch The Village last night and take a bath.
Thanks everybody for helping make my birthday awesome, and making me laugh (which I sorely needed) and for fun presents and cake, and for being my friends!
2 comments:
It was nice to see you Abby, and I'm glad your birthday was a good one! :)
Happy birthday again! To think lambchops are a special treat now. They were one of my least favorite dinners when we were kids, but now I wish lamb were more available. Dave and I have been talking about getting a lamb done up (oh, let's say it: butchered) for us now that we have the basement freezer. Just need to find a farmer in the area who'll do it.
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