|Going Gray by Elise Neill|
On display at our township's
first ever Recyclable Art Show
In the third week of the eighth month, there shall be a celebration. And though it is not a celebration you particularly want, as you need no reminders that you are getting older, thus shall the Lord command:
Thou shalt eat of cake, provided by the Common Household Husband, and there shall be some cake saved for him, even as he is only meant to eat of jello in his current state. Thou shalt not bring him any bagels.
Thou shalt enjoy presents, possibly including sticky notes, and thou shalt wonder whether your daughter actually finished cleaning up her room yet, as you did really want that her to find that shirt that she bought from bell choir, where they make a joyous and very loud noise.
Thou shalt be thankful that you have the option of getting one year older, lo, as opposed to disintegrating into dust as your children often remind you you shall. Thou shalt remind thyself that the birthday celebration is as much for others as for thyself, as demonstrated by the male progeny returning to the house of his parents, for this birthday is just as much about allowing others to eat of cake as it is for thyself to eat of cake.
And lastly, thou shalt not regret not having time to make a pie. For having a husband in the hospital is hard enough, without having to think about baking anything for a while.
- The Book of Jubilations 9:1-14
This ancient passage was revealed this week by Younger Daughter. For my birthday she presented me with a twenty-page tome entitled The Common Household Bible. This venerable volume consisted of my scripturish blog posts, interspersed with holy writings (newly revealed to Younger Daughter as she sat in her cave-room) pertaining to the Common Household, the passage above being just one example.
This is a work of love and I love it. It provided much levity during a week which was difficult, not only for national news (which is always difficult these days), but also because of the Common Household Husband’s quite brief stay in the hospital. (Please do not tell my mother he was in the hospital.) He is out of the hospital and doing fine.
The cake was chocolate with chocolate frosting and raspberry filling. And then there was another chocolate cake with chocolate frosting at book club. Jubilation!
Happy birthday! It is indeed better to be alive. ❤️ What a delightful gift from your daughter!
I must have missed the news that your husband is in the hospital. Are you all okay?
Oh hello old friend!! Happy birthday! Will you share the recipe for that cake (please?!!)?
I’m sorry to hear about CH-Husband. I’ll
Have to catch up on your blog to find out the details.
I just unearthed Raising peanut albeit the free version... I gave a new site (two actually). DoorCountyMom dot com... I’ll be in touch and publish all those draft articles on Peanut. :)
So glad to see you still blogging!!!
What a sweet gift--and a sweet-sounding cake! Happy belated!
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