Sunday, November 9, 2014

Party Pooper

It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to, cry if I want to. Shit, now that little ditty is stuck in my head, yours too now I suppose. You’re welcome.  

Sheldon is turning, gasp, 25 years old! This is simply not possible, I cannot be the mother of a grown ass woman.  Like really grown up, not the young adult that tries to insist you can’t tell them what to do because they are over 18. As you make their cell phone, tuition, and car insurance payment.  



In my head I am still that thin, happening, young mom of thirty five. So essentially, I had Sheldon when I was 10, no problem, I can accept that.  Until I walk by a mirror and see the wrinkled neck line and cellulite that has now turned doughy.  Maybe I’ll just dim the lights and take off my glasses so I look a bit softer and more fuzzy. 

Sheldon and the Brit are still living away from the mother ship of Arizona in far, far away Pennsylvania/Maryland but I’m jetting in for her big day.  I’ll get to see their new adventures on the east coast including spending the day at her new job as a shiny new middle school math teacher. I am Show & Tell.  Since everyone should have their favorite meal on their birthday below is hers.

Beef Stroganoff     
1 pound beef cubed
½ cup flour
Salt and pepper to taste
3 tablespoons olive oil
2 cans beef consume
½ cup sour cream

Combine flour, salt and pepper in a bowl. Dredge meat in flour mixture. Heat oil in a large skillet and brown meat on all sides. Remove with slotted spoon and place in a saucepan. Add consume and cook on medium heat for 20 minutes covered. Add sour cream and cook until heated throughout. Do not boil. Serve over hot egg noodles.

As a big surprise, I’ve created a Prezi presentation that shows our little flower 25-year evolution. Shhhh….I’m not telling her until her actually birthday. It’s like fancy Microsoft PowerPoint, a little exposure tip from Beer Girl. 




Above are two links, one with and one without music played by our baby girl while she was in Russia. I did two because the musical one might make your computer choke and die since it’s so big. In the lower right corner of the presentation, there is  button that allows you to run it on a loop, pick 4 second interval. Do It. Now. Please, no snarky remarks about Mrs. Tuna’s polygamist hair or said scrunchies.   Heart you Team Tuna!

7 comments:

Hilary said...

Happy birthday to Sheldon. I love that you are her show & tell!

Melissa Boyles said...

Love, love, love as usual! You're always brave enough to write what a lot of us are thinking but you do it in such a funny way that we don't feel guilty for thinking it! So happy to see you writing again!

Janie Junebug said...

The Hurricane is 28, and Favorite Young Man is 34. I don't know how it's possible because I am 30.

Love,
Janie

julie gardner said...

Inside, I feel 35.
It's only when I catch sight of my neck in the mirror that I remember.

Crap.

Caffeinated OC Mommy said...

My Dear Darling Mrs. T! When you remove your glasses, please put on a shade of Very Berry Red for your lips... Oooops! Maybe apply before the glasses come off! Don't forget my Dear, YOU are absolutely FABulous.. Cups Up! xoxo

Marla said...

Just stopping by to say hello and let you know this really strange person that you have never met.....that would be me......thinks about you. I remember your kindness more than anything. I remember you being there for me in some of my darkest times. Times when I didn't even have enough words to be able to say thank you. I'm starting to find my words again so.......

THANK YOU! For being there when I needed it the most.

That's all. ;-)

Stephanie said...

Oh Happy Birthday Sheldon! They grow up so fast. My oldest turned 16 this month and I truly don't know where the time went :)