Plus, that food you see over there? Alex cooked it. We all know what happens when I cook.
And not only did Alex cook it, but a good amount of that food came from our garden. That Alex planted. (What the hell do I do around here, anyway?)
He made pesto from our basil, baked zucchini from our zucchini, and added some other ingredients that I don’t remember about. Something about thyme. (To which I cracked, “You can grow time in a garden? I need three or four hours.” I know. The level of repartee around these parts is completely mindboggling.)
The food was delicious. It may not count because he was the chef, but Alex gave it a well earned thumbs up:
The reason for such a show of culinary ability? It was my birthday today. Yep, Stimey turned 35 today. I celebrated by trying to take my kids to buy some free sold-out trains. That got me a couple of “You’re the worst mom in the world!”s. (Not because of the trains. Because of some associated toy store mayhem.) (EDITED TO ADD: Don’t try to use this coupon to get a train. Apparently it is fraudulent. I was turned away when I went back to the toy store. It was kind of sad. At least my kids weren’t with me.)
The kids and I spent much of the rest of the afternoon playing Kung Fu Panda on the Xbox. I worked at my computer until there was a hard part and then I made use of my many, many years of video game expertise by helping the little dudes out. Lazy parenting, yes. Fun parenting, also yes. And it was my birthday, dammit.
Thanks to my friends and family for their birthday wishes.