Shhhh It’s a Secret

My mom’s birthday is in about two weeks and I got her an experience for her gift!  It’s ok Mom does read my blog but her experience is in a few days and she already knows about it (not to mention that it takes her a while to catch up on all of my bloggy stuff… Love ya Mom!).

What kind of experience does one get for ones mother?

Yup, I got her elephants!

Well not elephants exactly so much as a trip to the circus.  She hasn’t gone since she was little and the only one that I remember going to my dad was in charge of cleaning up “packy-poo”.  If you have to ask you don’t want to know… but see the pic above for an idea.


Ok, truth be told she’s not the only one excited to go see the Greatest Show On Earth.  I did a happy dance in my car when I saw the circus train on the tracks today.  We’re going on Saturday.  It’s going to be a very long Friday at work I can already see it.  More excited for the circus than for Christmas.

Birthday Outing With the Family

My birthday was last week and for the family outing I decided to try something new. We took a trip to the Kansas Museum of Natural History on the KU campus. I had been there before during a field trip in elementary school. The only things I remember from that trip was the jackalope and the indoor tree full of bees that came and went through a tube going outside.

Sadly this museum hasn’t changed a bit. The exhibits were as dusty today as they were twenty years ago. But it really was a good trip. The genetics exhibit was one I was looking forward most to seeing and it was very well put together. I didn’t learn anything from it that I didn’t already know from various classes but I’m a nerd like that.

After the museum we ate at a place called 715. It’s named after its address at 715 Massachusetts. The food was different and good. I wish I could say that everyone enjoyed trying new things as much as Mom and I did. I will definitely be back when I’ve got a day to myself to try the roasted cauliflower soup I passed up for the house smoked bacon, porcini mushroom, and goat cheese quiche.

After lunch we strolled up Mass to the store Brits to soothe my need for tea and also hit up the Wyldewood winery store so the family could bring back some goodies.

All in all it was a beautiful day. Thanks to my goofy family for sharing such a nice relaxing day with me.

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What to Do?

Monday is my birthday. No matter what a certain blond one thinks it is not my thirtieth. So it isn’t anything big to celebrate. I have the great fortune to be able to go straight from St Pat’s to hangover to birthday if I so choose. This year I do not choose that. This year I choose to take five days off from work to do nothing.

Not really nothing as I will be seeing a production of Avenue Q with a crazy girlfriend who has a birthday a week before mine. I will also be doing my best to do what I feel like. Relaxing in general. Take advantage of the 80+ degree days by sunbathing maybe. I see a very happy Vickie in my future.

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I’m Not Dead Yet

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It never fails. One of my few relatives that I’m still talking to comes into town and I’m sick.  Grandma Julie comes to town about every other year from the far away land of should-have-sunken-years-ago-so-they-say California. She’s my Mom’s mom. And for those of you that wonder where I get it (“it” can be many things here) I blame this side of the family. So I really don’t want to miss a visit when I can help it. 

Through the great therapeutic massage I was able to snag off of one of those deal-a-day sites I’m able to say that I’m feeling much better. Or maybe it was the orange death flavor cold med.  Or the extra naps. Or sweating it out while cooking for my huge family (adopted counts too!) of eight for a combo birthday dinner for half of them.  Hmmm ok well maybe I don’t know what it is that got me feeling better.  Damn.

I did get some craft fair time in this weekend. When did these things turn into “yah, I could/do make that and it sure doesn’t cost me THAT much”? Guess I’m old like that. Or just super queen of the crafters. Yah.  That’s it. 

Anyway the best part about the craft thing?  The petting zoo.  Not even kidding (bad goat reference, sorry). Mom agreed too.  She even made a new little friend.