Okay. A quick post as I’m navigating my birthday with my Favorite Panamanian supervising me and refusing to allow me to do any work. It’s taken a few years but she finally figured out how to cook scrambled eggs which was always a sticking point on past birthdays. We just got back from lunch at the Boynton in Worcester. I was a little crushed as I selected that restaurant last year because they served prime rib but that is no longer on the menu. I suffered through a glorious steak instead. A huge birthday cake is well hidden in the fridge, and I have been given strict instructions not to cheat and check it out before the arrival of the New Jersey bunch later today. My Favorite Panamanian spent two complete days creating it. I continued in my role as my wife’s personal, life sized, Ken doll as she gifted me with some new clothes. Thank God she’s on my side as I have no style sense whatsoever.
I remain particularly excited about tomorrow’s
pub crawl. This will be the first one in a long while that both of my kids will
attend along with Great Aunt. Now we get to the whole “Twin” comment in the title.
Today Great Aunt and I are the same age. Her birthday is tomorrow so it is appropriate
she is celebrating with us. It’s been my fate in life to have completely ruined
her first birthday party by arriving the day before. To her immense credit, she
has never held that against me. I’m incredibly proud of her as she’s demonstrated
so much courage over the past few years dealing with Soxfather’s untimely
departure. I still think about him every day so I can only imagine how tough it
is for his soulmate. She is something very special. Speaking of special,
Wingman exposed me to a new delicacy during my recent trip to New Jersy. They
now make Coca Cola Zero with the taste of Oreos! I know. Sounds weird. Trust me
though. Completely and utterly awesome. I’m going to sneak upstairs and try and
get a look at that cake. Wish me luck. Oh, and many, many thanks to the numerous
birthday wishes I’ve been receiving almost non-stop today. My heart is officially
touched.
Birthday Lunch!
RECURRING CHARACTERS:
ABFA – Amazing Best Family
Athlete –
my daughter in law; BR3 – Blog Reader #3 – granddaughter #3; BRS - Blog Reader the Sequel - second granddaughter; Cantankerous Friend
– friend since grade school who likes to argue about everything, poses as
radical leftist to attract women; CRC - Connecticut Riverboat Captain – another
close friend from high school, renowned sailor of the big river; Curbside Girls – close friends of my
daughter acquired during her single days in Brooklyn; Deckzilla – our backyard deck which grew to monstrous dimensions
once my wife got involved in planning; Favorite
Panamanian - the wife (of course); FBR
- First Blog Reader - first granddaughter; First Friday – celebrations to mark the First Friday of the Week; Great Aunt - my elder sister; Keene Friends 1 & 2 – friends since
high school from my home town of Keene, NH; Kindergarten Friend – friend since kindergarten whom I reunited
with after many years; Maine and
Virginia Musqueteras – two close friends of my wife – her US sisters, my
wife is the 3rd Musquetera (musketeer); Namesake Nephew – son of Great Aunt and
Soxfather named after me; Neighborhood
Mafioso - wife's close friend and Panamanian mafia member; PanaGals – female relatives /friends of
my wife from Panama; Panamanian/Latin
Mafia – inevitable group of Latino friends my wife accumulates wherever we
have lived & their spouses; PCR - Pittsburgh College Roommate – high school friend, also a “Minor
Celebrity” in Pittsburgh; PCR+1 - Pittsburgh College Roommate’s wife; Riggins - also known as the Grandpuppy, son's dog; Seis Amigos
- two couples from our condo complex and my wife and I; Soxfather – my brother-in-law (whom I miss more than I can ever
explain); Tia Loca – wife’s younger sister; Wingman – my son in law; Wingmom – Wingman’s mom, of course
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