Yes, my birthday week. I've decided that it's not enough to have a birthday - I need to have a birthday week. Then I need to have a Syrian birthday and a Canada birthday and since I lived in Kuwait, a Kuwait birthday. All this celebrating means that, technically my birthday doesn't have to end until sometime on Thursday. As such, I shall party into the wee hours of the morning and have a grand time.
Seriously, though, I am somewhat looking forward to Wednesday. Well, let me clarify, I am looking forward to once school is out and I can go home. I am not looking forward to my birthday at school. I don't know what it is, but I don't really like having my birthday on a school day. I'm sure it hasn't always been that way. I think part of it is that I don't feel comfortable when people (who aren't my family or close friends) make a fuss. Sometimes things at school get out of hand because a seemingly innocent thought of "Let's make a poster for Miss Desfosses' birthday" becomes out and out chaos. I don't like chaos - especially on my birthday.
As for why Wednesday after school will be exciting, well there are a few reason. First of all, it will be fun because I am making dinner for some friends. Spaghetti and meat sauce with some cakes for dessert. There will also, most likely, be a Caesar salad and garlic bread, all the truly yummy things, but we'll see how Wednesday after school unfolds. If I were smart I would use tonight and tomorrow night to do some prep work. Will probably bake cakes tomorrow, but the rest of it will wait until Wednesday.
The plan for the evening is to eat, drink and be merry whilst rocking out to Guitar Hero. At least that is what I am hoping the plan is. I have discovered that Dewar's is an acceptable substitute for rye, although lately all I really want is a rye and coke...I know, many will be disgusted by the mere thought of mixing rye with anything besides ice, but that is how I am feeling - rye and coke. Yummy!
I've also come to the conclusion that I think alcohol consumption is ruining my weight loss plans. That and the fact that I can't go to the corniche everyday and my workouts here, though regular aren't as much fun. I shall give myself a kick in the butt as I begin the next year of my life this week and get back on the train - maybe that will mean only drinking once in a while and only having one drink. No worries, I'm not in danger of a drinking problem - just very social as of late.
Hmmm, what else to say. How could I leave it until now? WHOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOO the Riders are off to the Grey Cup. I am super dooper excited for Sunday. I've called in my favor from our trusty tech guy (who is also a friend) and we'll find a way to watch the game. Might have to be at school, but we'll do it.
I have asked my students to wear green on Sunday, so although they'll all be sound asleep by the time the game is on, we'll still be cheering on the Riders. Now that's devotion (and bribery - might cost me a cookie or two)
And with that being said, I officially am out of things to say. I will talk to each of you very soon as I will be home in just a few short weeks. Can't believe how close Christmas is. Whoot whoot.
Love and peace to each and all
Ty
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