Thaw before reheating.
{ 2009 01 07 }
Will: “Mommy, can we just skip your birthday and go to mine because I want to be 6 and I want you to NEVER BE ANY OLDER THAN RIGHT NOW.”
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Kate: (on the actual birthday) “It’s CHRISTMAS! Yeah, Santa!”
Kate: (on day after birthday) “It’s your birthday, Mommy! Santa’s coming!”
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Me: (to Paul) “It’s my birthday, are you going to pamper me today?”
Paul: “Sure. But I don’t think we have any in your size.”
Posted by holly on Wednesday, January 7th, 2009, at 10:01 pm, and filed under Uncategorized.
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Regular dishes on life in New Orleans, historic home renovation, raising kids, completing a PhD, travel near and far, global concerns, and health issues.
You know the story, right? International health... work all over the place... drag my kids around in sacks through villages in Central America... yadda yadda. I decided to go for another degree, so in 2004 we moved to New Orleans with no intention of staying. Then Katrina. And then *blink*blink* New Orleans is a completely different place and we just can't leave. Suddenly I'm on TV talking about immigrants and health and Paul is starting a company. Or two. His side is high-tech, mine is community health and our lives are yearly evacuation, regular celebrations, and nonstop work here, there, and everywhere. Our door is always open. I only ask that if you decide to go ahead and make yourself that mint julep, you make one for me, too.
We strive to make our life our argument.
alejna | 07-Jan-09 at 10:36 pm | Permalink
You should see this “Pamper Me” video. (It even has Santa in it)
Emmy | 08-Jan-09 at 2:21 am | Permalink
Paul comes up with some zingers!
shokufeh | 08-Jan-09 at 7:53 am | Permalink
Your husband makes me laugh.
Aunt Dot | 08-Jan-09 at 7:15 pm | Permalink
Holly,
Your Christmas news letter was the funniest one that we received. And now looking at your blog I like this also. Looking forward to next years Christmas letter. “Oh” Happy Birthday and many more.
Love, Aunt Dot
Tell your Mom and Dad we said “hi”