It seems that 1.5 eggs, 1 oz of cheese, and 1 cup of tea is in fact not enough to run a person for a day. I proved it.
I was in serious emotionally dilemma to day un till dinner, now I am fine.
After all the attempts of make plans with first nosebeepbear
and then scooterbird
& co. Karen has a severe migraine and I ended up staying with her for most of the evening. I could have gone off and tried to have fun, but I wanted to be with her not somewhere else worrying about her.
So now my B-day is officially over. still_asking
gave me 2 Creme Brulée sets, which which might seem a self serving gift save for the odd fact that she does not like Creme Brulée. Actually I still need to go and pick out the torch at sears: none of these 'cute' hand held butane jobs for me, I want a 1lb propane with auto ignite. The sort of thing Julia* would use if she were still with us instead of on the ethereal plain explaining to Carême* exactly where he where he was wrong :-)
My mother on the other hand tried to let me off the hook for money I owed her, however I reminded he that she owed me the same amount and so we were even. So then she gave me $25 for my birthday, very touching. &*$^*$%^&* Feringi Cardassian Klingon hybrid....I mean my sweet dear sainted mother with cancer.
Don't get me wrong, I am very worried about the cancer, and want her to do well, and love her. It is just that she is so....so....herself.
anyway that was it. Thank you to fizzygeek
, for trying to do something, thank you to flyingwolf
for the Birthday wishes, and thank you to pedropadrao
for his comment.
And thank you to all who meant to say something but did not get the time. At least I know people care, even if plans and timing went a rye.
*For those of you who are the afore mentioned Julia is of course Julia Child and the Carême is the Chef Marie-Antoine Carême, a 'founding father' of french cuisine