Puke!

This is surely a sign of the end-times.

Jesus and I are a year older!

Howdy, strangers! It seems a shame that I have not blogged since September, but you know me better than that, right? I'm not surprised at that! Anywho, Christmas was great. We survived the foot-plus snow in Seattle (yeah, a dusting of snow shuts this town down,) and headed up to Debbie's house. It was a joy to watch Annabel get into Christmas and run around asking "what's that" over and over again. She really is into shoes now, so every pair of shoes was magical. Christmas gets to be such a non-event in early adulthood, so having a child really kicks it back into the stratosphere. I was worried that there would be no Christmas this year due to the awful weather. It seems that everyone out here had some hitches in holiday plans because of the snow. Melissa got me Rock Band 2 for Christmas, which was stranded at Matthew and Heidi's place until yesterday. Melissa went to pick it up, and dropped Annabel off at Grandma's place so that we could have a baby-free night as well. We spent it playing Rock Band and heading out for an early birthday celebration at The Bohemian in West Seattle. We ate a bite and had a drink, and then in walked Nicole, Keaver, Ali, and John. We joined tables with them, and I hopped up to the piano in the place. There's nothing that I enjoy more than tickling ivories, so it was a blast to rip out some boogie-woogie and stride stuff on their old player piano. Sweet!

Today, for my official birthday, Melissa and I BOTH slept in. No "your turn with the baby". We had breakfast at home, and headed out to see "Frost/Nixon". Holy crap, that is a darn good film. We were pleasantly surprised at how funny and entertaining it was. Both leads did an incredible job in their roles. We met up with Matthew and Heidi, and headed up to Ballard for a stop at the comic shop and dinner at the Hi-Life. All in all, it was a great weekend.

In sadder news, a moment of silence is in order for our good old pal Cookie. She spent 15 years on earth, and was laid to rest on Saturday. i will miss her crazy shenanigans. I was out for coffee this evening, and a dalmatian dog went walking by. It was kind of like she was saying goodbye one last time. Sweet, that!


P.S. Thank you to all the folks who sent me a birthday message on Facebook. Rock Band party at my house?