So Saturday was my birthday.
We went to the farmer’s market as usual. It was a bit rainy and chilly, but nice for all that. Had lunch at Wahlburgers. And then a quiet afternoon at home. Dinner was steaks on the grill with lots of fresh from the market veggies on the side. There was chocolate cake and ice cream and we lit Ben’s baptismal candle and renewed our baptismal promises because it’s also his baptism day.
On Sunday my sister, who is here for a couple of weeks, watched the kids while Dom took me out to dinner at one of my favorite places, Addis Red Sea Ethiopian restaurant in Boston’s South End. The last time we were there was for my birthday when Bella was less than three months old.
Dinner was lovely. So very quiet without five little interrupting voices. And no one jostling my elbow or wanting to climb into my lap.
The food was very yummy, I can’t tell you anymore what we had except I got a fish dish and Dom got something beef and there were lots of vegetable dishes too. And I had two glasses of tej, honey wine. And some Ethiopian coffee. I wished Bella and Sophie could have come.
The theater across the street had a poster announcing that Brian Friel’s Translations was now playing. How I wish I could go see it. I felt this deep longing for that old life of mine when I was in grad school and went to see plays and occasionally splurged on nice restaurants with friends. When I got to be in the city. Oh I can’t wait till the kids are old enough to be dragged to plays and Ethiopian restaurants.
Dom got me books. Of course.
Beowulf: A Translation and Commentary by J.R.R. Tolkien
Bella immediately absconded with the Plants of Middle Earth book. It warms my heart to see her such a budding botanist.
Oh, and speaking of botany, my sister gave me some dahlias from the farmer’s market.