Oh, sometimes I reply when I see someone has a birthday, and I wish them the best of the day, sometimes I don't bother. Recognition, it doesn't matter how big, how small, but those words of happy thoughts, even if it is one or two, surely do make the day even more bright. Those words "happy birthday", words along that line. I never really knew how much they mean, but they do mean alot to me. I am a quiet type of person, I do not really get off on being in the limelight, others love it. I usually keep these events secret, but someone found out, smiling (like you Farmchiq) and last year you brought this day of my birth celebration to the public forum. It was actually wonderful, I would never have tooted about my birthday, ever, as said, I like to keep out of the spotlight. But geeze, I have enjoyed this so much, that maybe I should let a little more private things like this go....only one other thing, kind of private, but not really I guess, but kind of, because I have posted about it before, would be the celebration of the day that my Husband and I wed. Ramblin', oh ramblin' rose, how I love you, heaven knows.....this has taught me a lesson. Something that I think we can all learn a lesson from, praise, acknowledgement of events, people, things they do, things that happen to them, like every year, that celebration of the day of the birth of said, send those wonderful words forward, those words that contribute in so many ways to have a beautiful day, it makes us feel noticed, wanted and loved. Thank you again all, for the kind words.
So, ya, last night family dinner out, including my youngest Grandson, who was born on my birthday, yesterday came into year 14 of his life. His Brother, moved on, living with a beautiful young lady, was born tomorrow, 19 years ago, he works a night shift as a cook at a restaurant, began that last fall, so missed the family dinner out celebration, sigh...(oh, oh, oh, I have to make a post about something else exciting in my life about him, smiling, I will this morning). We went for Indian food. Now, if someone had said to me last year that I would like Indian food, I would have told them they were nuts. Last spring we went out for Indian food. I did not want to go. I thought only of curry when we would go for that type of food. Glad I went. Got introduced to the food of the Indian culture, not native aboriginal Indian (why did the aboriginals ever get called Indian anyways, weird), but the eastern Indian. Glorious. I wanted to have my youngest Daughter's family experience this, as I knew it was good, they too were a little dubious, but we all went. And now they are converted. Oh food from heavens above, and the manners of the young man, probably in his 14th of 15th year of life was impressive. The Father, obviously the cook, served our wine, so I know the lad was young and could not serve liquor. We ordered an appetizer that was to share amongst 7 people, and our own personal dishes, ones that come to mind was the buttered chicken, mango chicken, incredible rice dishes, some kind of seafood, geeze, can't bring it to mind, oh right, mussels, all served in little bowls with little handles, in sauces. Oh sauces beyond sauces, each person got to choose the heat from 1 to 6, of how hot they wanted their own special little food (I chose 2) others chose 4 and I could see steam comin' out their ears
, oh so funny, but munched on they all did. And the bread, that is the key I think to that wonderful dipping sauces we so much enjoyed. The bread called mahn bread. I do not know the spelling, but it is an unleavened bread, fried I would presume, a bread again from the very heavens above, oh so good, oh so tender, and oh so easy to break to dip in those beautiful sauces. I seriously am converted to Indian food, and thank my lucky stars that day I was almost forced to go to try it. And did I ever mention the same thing happened with Thai food? Never tried it until about 3 years ago when we moved up here, almost same thing, oh...did I mention that? Kids MADE me go for dinner with them and friends and they showed us the food of the Thai. Remember my Son-in-Law saying that it was better than Chinese. Told him I doubt it. He smiled at me and said wait and see. I said doubt it. I am a Thai food convert now too. I have been stuck in my little comfy bubble of meat potatoes and gravy for so many years (well of course other things too), but you get the gist, just "normal" food, eaten all my life (oh and it took me until I was about 40 to actually LOVE rice, go figure that one). I am branching out, in so many ways, and it rocks my soul with happiness to know that I can try new things. Oh boy, never meant this to be a ramblin' post, but ramblin' on and on I go, over the hills, over the dales, where to end, no one knows. Have a most wonderful day, and remember, only a few words can make the day of a person seem bright and beautiful, words are little tools that we all have, we just have to utter them. CynthiaM.