The boy's first birthday was a blast and he was hilarious plowing into a little cake of his very own that one of his aunties made for him. The party was definitely for the adults -- no one year old cares or remembers the party. He napped through the first hour of it.
I spent most of my time talking and eating with my ex-husband (my daughter's father) and his ex-girlfriend (who I went to college with). The passage of time has brought healing and even humor to us. He snapped a photo of J. and me, and she quipped, "Portrait of the Exes!" And I quipped, "Ah, yes, his Harem." And he laughed.
Met this fellow, James, who was on American Idol one season ago. He's a Santa Cruz local, and a friend of my daughter's. He was at the party with his wife and 4 year old son. Nice guy, loving daddy, just a regular rocker Joe.
I did get a little punch to my heart watching the other grandparents, the locals, interacting with Eden. It happened before I knew what was coming: a pang of regret that I moved away just as this little guy was getting ready to enter the world. He knows his other grandparents much more consistently than he does me. But oh, when I visit, he does know who I am and it makes me so very glad.
Drove home today and readied the house for the GF's visit. I made salmon - in a crock pot - with baked yam and green beans (in the microwave). All prepared in my little quasi-kitchen in my little apartment. The first dinner I've cooked there. Turned out to be very easy with the help of these two appliances. You can make a lot in a slow cooker pot and a microwave oven. The opposite ends of the cook time spectrum, they worked well in harmony. If you're interested in how to cook salmon in a slow cooker, go here.
I'm sleepy and finally ready for bed. A great couple of days, and my beloved is sawing logs in the next room. Gracias a la vida! Hope you have a fantastic weekend and eat some really delicious food, to boot!