Today's a two-pronged affair. Sparrow's birthday is today, but so is my mother's. My father has a terrible habit of bringing fruit and champagne, and as such, I've decided that I'm going to take my mother out for Sushi - something she enjoys and my father will not eat. We spent the evening discussing what we'll order, and budgeting everything so that it's not a financial issue. After the number-crunching, we got to the fun part: working our heads around our impending delicacies:
We're not ordering the Hatate-roll again. Hatate tastes like her articles.
The New York Roll, in the spirit of where we'll be living, is on the menu - but only perhaps.
Ikura, with it's eyeball-looking caviar, is omitted. It tastes okay, but that texture...
Urchin is never in stock. Ever. I've been trying to order it for months.
I'm considering ordering Yellowtail so I can chant Buri-! Hamachi-!
Straying from the topic of fish, let's talk about birds.
Sparrow's gotten older today as well.
Happy Birthday, stranger. You are adored.
I've send an odd package: Dress-socks, oatmeal soap, a labcoat, a compass.
I don't have as much confidence as I did in it, before I listed it all here.
I really hope that it winds up well-used...
I considered staying home, so I could rest and thoroughly celebrate both birthdays, but I have to evaluate Court Cases for College Government. That seemed so threatening that I didn't want to fall back an inch on it...
Narrowing the scope on myself, I've recently laid-out five dollars to buy a powder blue Shemagh - an Arabic headscarf. I spent the weekend wearing my nun's coif for Halloween, and found it very comfortable, so I reluctantly went out of pocket for something a little more discerning.
I also found a delightful thing - a Rearden Steel keychain.
I was sitting there, staring at it and not knowing if I could ever purchase it, or it's brothers: Wyatt Oil and Danagger Coal.
Some day, I'll buy those. And I'll parade them around like the filthy capitalist I am.
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