Day 22: We really celebrate

July 13 –

Friday the 13th or not – it was time to celebrate my mother-in-law’s birthday.  In the midst of the sorrow and grieving, she turned 75!  So we planned a surprise lunch for everyone to attend (with two cakes – good thing I got in a run this morning!) and handed over a few gifts and many well wishes.  Now I have the challenge of getting her to use the gift certificate for the massage that we got her.  I’m more than happy to go along…..

So champagne and sausage rolls with much visiting for lunch.  Then we prepared for the adults to go out on the town for a proper birthday celebration. My mother-in-law, her three sons and their wives and her sister and husband had a lovely meal at the River House to celebrate.  Well, 8 of the 9 of us had a lovely meal.  I have one sister-in-law who is a self-professed picky eater and insisted there was *nothing* on the entire menu she could eat (note the use of the word could – not would…) so she had a plain piece of bread – no butter even – and then made herself a sausage roll when she got home.

I don’t mean to sound condescending but it’s something I really can’t understand.  She insists that she’d like to be a good eater but she can’t (?!?)  I have *never* had that problem.  There are lots of things I’d prefer not to eat but it’s never been the case that I couldn’t eat anything! (BTW, I thoroughly enjoyed my grilled tuna steak with chervil tequila sauce.)

/san/

[Pedometer: 8561 or about 4 miles – I rained a *lot* today]