Another year older...
(but still 25, of course.)
I had a wonderful birthday, celebrated in the park with my family, our good friends the Ross family, some 6-packs of rootbeer, lots of Goliath-sized ants, fourteen children, one rotton watermellon, and our dog, Heidi.
I noticed something driving into the park-- although it was Independence Day, an American holiday, we were the only non-hispanics in the park-- other than the park rangers. Now, for all I know, these people are all American citizens, or aliens who are here legally. But it struck me as interesting, even a bit odd, that I saw more hispanic people celebrating the 4th of July than any other group of people. I can't even remember the last time I celebrated Cinco de Mayo. (Other than in Korea, of course, where May 5th is Children's Day. Koreans don't generally celebrate individual children's birthdays, other than the first and the 60th. They lump them all together into Children's Day. Rather convenient. I suggested to my own children that we adopt this practice, but the idea was vetoed.)
Today, I was supposed to have my wisdom teeth pulled. But thankfully there was a power outtage at the surgeon's main office and their x-ray equipment was down. Since there were no x-rays, we only had a consultation with the surgeon today. There is a tiny little part of me-- I think it's my pinkie toe nail-- that is disapointed at not having it over with. The rest of me-- especially my mouth-- is feeling quite relieved. Why suffer today what you can put off till tomorrow?
=) still smiling with all my teeth
Book recommendation of the day: 1776 by David McCullough. It's an interesting (as opposed to stuffy) look at the year the U.S. was born.
(but still 25, of course.)
I had a wonderful birthday, celebrated in the park with my family, our good friends the Ross family, some 6-packs of rootbeer, lots of Goliath-sized ants, fourteen children, one rotton watermellon, and our dog, Heidi.
I noticed something driving into the park-- although it was Independence Day, an American holiday, we were the only non-hispanics in the park-- other than the park rangers. Now, for all I know, these people are all American citizens, or aliens who are here legally. But it struck me as interesting, even a bit odd, that I saw more hispanic people celebrating the 4th of July than any other group of people. I can't even remember the last time I celebrated Cinco de Mayo. (Other than in Korea, of course, where May 5th is Children's Day. Koreans don't generally celebrate individual children's birthdays, other than the first and the 60th. They lump them all together into Children's Day. Rather convenient. I suggested to my own children that we adopt this practice, but the idea was vetoed.)
Today, I was supposed to have my wisdom teeth pulled. But thankfully there was a power outtage at the surgeon's main office and their x-ray equipment was down. Since there were no x-rays, we only had a consultation with the surgeon today. There is a tiny little part of me-- I think it's my pinkie toe nail-- that is disapointed at not having it over with. The rest of me-- especially my mouth-- is feeling quite relieved. Why suffer today what you can put off till tomorrow?
=) still smiling with all my teeth
Book recommendation of the day: 1776 by David McCullough. It's an interesting (as opposed to stuffy) look at the year the U.S. was born.
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