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:
Happy birthday to Sheldon. I love that you are her show & tell!
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!
The Hurricane is 28, and Favorite Young Man is 34. I don't know how it's possible because I am 30.
Love,
Janie
Inside, I feel 35.
It's only when I catch sight of my neck in the mirror that I remember.
Crap.
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
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. ;-)
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 :)
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