2010 Week 22: More Birthdays

Yes, Mike and I are only 8 days apart in age. Wednesday was his day. Again the celebration began at Monday Meal. Chef-Son did it again: a surprise gift on the table, a delicious meal and great dessert--lemon meringue pies.

The honoree leaning on the new sign Chef-son made for the pottery studio--Klaytivity by Michael Koch.

In Argentina there were huge festivities for its 200th birthday. On the 25th of May, 1812, a group of criollos (Spaniards born in the Americas) determined to be free of the control of Spain. It took six years to earn and declare that independence. Here you can see some representative photos,

On that day I was wishing I had an escarapela to wear all day. And before the day was over, I just had to sit down at the piano and play el Himno Nacional.

Wednesday was Mike's actual birthday, but life demands did not cease in his honor. In fact, his car decided to give him grief. Two wheel bearings needed replacing and they conspired to make the task very difficult for him. Why would they, belonging to the same vehicle, require different size tools and parts? I don't know how many trips he made to the auto parts place. Once again, my man refused to give up and persevered until the end--a two day job.

He continues to train for the 100 mile cycling event two weeks from today--La Pyrénéenne. He covered 65 on Saturday, in the heat.

We leave Tuesday, June 1st and arrive in Basque Country on Wednesday at 10:40 a.m.
We have been planning, preparing, communicating with our hosts. We are excited about this travel opportunity, and especially about meeting Amaia's family.

So what else happened this week?
I was sick, sore throat, head cold, congestion, miserable for a couple days. Slowly kept plodding on with household stuff and travel preparations.

I finished the puzzle the boys and I started last Friday. Malachi set most of it. Elijah hung in there till we finished the edge. I was very impressed with both of them. I glued it and Skye helped me hang it on the wall.

This was the last week of Skye riding the bus to our house before going to the Red Barn. Next year the bus will take him there directly from the Junior High. I will miss those times with him--we memorized verses together, I taught him Spanish words and phrases, and we talked about school, friends, books, whatever.

I love the sea of daisies in front of the Red Barn.

Thursday was Skye's 6th grade graduation.

Friday we enjoyed a little date night to use a gift certificate to Outback. Great food!