tiredWe went out as a family to celebrate my mom's birthday. I got the train before my mom and brother, so I stopped by the library to say hi to people (though not many interesting people turned out to be working). I arrived back at the train station just as the train began pulling in. Impeccable timing.
The food was good, though smaller portions than I had been expecting (ordering appetizers was definitely not a problem), though I still filled up well. I opted not to get an eight dollar glass of Riesling, in part because I just wasn't feeling in the mood to drink it.
After hearing my mom tell the story of when I got chicken pox, I said, "First-time parents for the win."
"I validate the dancing hippos." I feel safe in suggesting that my mother was the first person to ever make that particular sentence.
My brother and I discussed vacuous truth ("if you pick up a guinea pig by its tail its eyes will fall out"). Ah, Logic 100. We both felt like there was another term for it, though.
