Last night we went to our favorite pupusaria to have dinner with A when he got off work. It’s almost his birthday. I gave him his present–a book called Birds Nobody Loves, about vultures and grackles, and a card. The card has a mix cd in it.
A will be 31, and there’s an Aimee Mann song “31 Today” that I thought it would be cool for him to listen to on his birthday, which is partly why I made the cd.
The waitress forgot to bring my rice. But my pupusas were good. Ming had two pupusas and a Mexican Coke. A had three carne asada tacos, a chicken tamale, and a pupusa. The waitress made a joke about all the food being for him.
So tomorrow we go on our trip. Today I see my pysch nurse. Also we do some car things. We are trying to get our stereo fixed and something about a lug nut.
If you were here, I would play you “Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing” on my uke and sing it to you. Maybe I should ask Ming to take a video so I can post it. I never put a video on youtube.