



The next day was my birthday and the weather was perfect. First Mom fixed me a giantoid breakfast of wild ramps and potatoes, wild ramps and eggs and chocolate chip pancakes. It was delicious and fortifying. Then her cat caught an unsuspecting pine siskin (bird) while it ate seeds from a bird feeder. I took it from the cat's mouth and it flew but then the cat caught it again. I took it from his mouth again and secured it in a box in a quiet safe place with some water and seeds. I thought it would recover and I decided I was a good wild animal rehabilitator. I went for a 6 hour hike which included a nap, a dip in a pool at the bottom of a waterfall, some wild food snacking and many many beautiful spring wildflowers.

gaywings! (polygala)
I came back from the hike tired and hungry and the bird was dead. I still think I am a good wild animal rehabilitator... In the evening, SM and I went to Longnecks for a weird dinner that included Sierra Mist (with whiskey snuck in from the flask) and some slaw that someone clearly spilled salt into. I hit the pillow hard and slept like a rock.
Last night was Jenna's real birthday. We all went to Salsa's, where we ate things like Jerk Tofu Empanadas, and strange overly garlicky concoctions. I spilled a very large mojito into my lap and before I even cleaned it up Dad had secured me another. We had a great time and then ended the evening with ice cream sundaes and brownies at the Hop. It was a lot of fun and Jenna was happy. Here's to my sis!
7 comments:
Happy Birthday, Dana!! For some reason I always think that your b-day is at the end of May, not the end of April. I'm embarrassed that I didn't wish you a Happy B-day this afternoon. Thanks so much for a fun lunch and impromptu picnic of tea and truffles in the SECU yard.
Dear Gaywings,
You sure drink a lot.
Love,
Hooray for 1976!
Dear Sara, It may seem like I drink a lot, but apparently I spill more than I ingest so I guess it all evens out somehow. Love, Gaywings
ps Thanks for the very enjoyable and appropriate bday surprise!
- Gaywings again
My favorite part of the birthday 'card' was the vampire. And you are very welcome.
xo
is "gaywings" a synonym for "gaywad?"
if so, I LOVE it.
even if not, I still LOVE it.
dana -
most likely.
i did hear andreas bolanas was a wad of gay.
K
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