American Top Forty @ 08:23 am
This weekend, they're doing this week in 1972. I've heard Donny Osmond, Michael Jackson, David Cassidy, and The Carpenters.
I was FOUR, and my sister was still in utero.
Whoa. Now it's Bread and "Diary". Geezum.
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American Top Forty @ 08:23 am
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That was the official high. Left the kids at home with Star Wars movies and frozen dinners while Roy and I made a quick stop at my mother's for a birthday cake, then off to take it to dinner with Vicki and Jeff. Today is officially Vicki's birthday; she's 39 and never lets me forget I'm older. :) We've known each other since November of 1989, when I was 21 and she was 20. We bonded over a bathroom cry in the Domino's pizza store we were both working at; I was in the process of moving condos for mine was being sold and I invited her to move in with me, and we've been best friends ever since. Sometimes many weeks will go by as we both live our own lives, but we always reconnect. We've been each others' bridesmaids and matrons of honor (she's been married, divorced, remarried) and we took care of each others' children through sibling births, spring breaks, summer vacations. Her oldest is two months younger than my sister's daughter, and though they have vastly different interests these days, "Mana" and "Shah" still get together for birthdays and such. Both fourteen now. I'm rambling. At any rate, after a glorious enchilada dinner, Gold Margarita, and banana cake baked by my mother (topped with 21 black and white candles and a picture of Whitesnake - Vicki LOVED them) Roy and I headed west to Forest Grove and McMenamins Grand Lodge theater to see a cheap second-run of Forgetting Sarah Marshall. Oh, I laughed when Jason dropped the towel and at least three men around me at the tables went "AHHH!!" in horror. *dies* Vicki and Jeff got married there, in the Children's House, on New Year's Eve, 2005. That was one fabulous party! The whole place is GORGEOUS and wonderful and I want to stay there someday; no matter that home is all of maybe seven miles away, lol. It was 11:30 before we got home, to a very hot house that we opened up for cooling. Kids were in bed; all but Katie were asleep. Opened the girls' window but failed at Karl's - he came out in the middle of the night to sleep on the sofa. Next time, open his window, check. Must now plant lilacs, do laundry, and work on con*strict fic, for I really need to get it done. It's 10:15am and already 77. Heading for 95. oooooooo.... @ 04:34 pm
How to get your picky eater to eat foods he claims he doesn't like. @ 06:05 pm
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