After spending so much of my life too young to really be able to truly appreciate the richness of all that life has to offer, I have finally turned 48. Finally!
An event so momentous and long-awaited clearly deserves some kind of formal celebration, and my family cheerfully marked this moment with all due solemnity.
To wit: we had another Zoo Dinner, sort of like this one. Some family traditions just have to live on, right?
The menu included the now-familiar boa constrictor (a pesto stromboli), feasting upon multiple nearby potato mice. Hsss . . . eek!
Of course, it wouldn't be a Zoo Dinner without the now-obligatory ham-bear-gers . . .
Some of the celebrants were animals, too. We had a panther ready to pounce on the food:
So far, many of the gifts I've gotten have been re-gifts, and much appreciated re-gifts at that. My daughter gave me a large cast-iron skillet that she'd found while cleaning out her dad's home. My dad gave me two books about women in science from my mom's collection. K-daughter went a different route: she got creative and painted me a beautiful picture for my office door. And even though none of these gifts were expensive in the usual sense, boy, do I feel rich.