Thursday, March 6, 2008

Flaming Forks!

Today was Alex's 19th birthday (Yes, we've had 3 birthdays in a week!). We celebrated with a steak dinner followed by Alex's favorite, Cheesecake Factory cheesecake. On Maria's post you got the traditional "cake" shot. Not so with Alex. Instead we have the not so traditional, or safe, or even normal lighting of the plastic fork. It was cute for awhile until little black specs of burnt plastic starting flying everywhere and landing on my light fixtures. Finally, someone had the presence of mind to voice concern over the link between burning plastic and cancer? Hmmm, notice the plumes of dark smoke...cough...cough!

I was truly tickled by the whole flaming fork thing and I thought that we may have just created the next great exclamatory remark. You could use the phrase in a sentence like..."Flaming forks, it's cold outside!" So long "holy cow" more "leaping lizards"...make room for "flaming forks!" Alex says it won't catch on. We'll see.

But I digress...the day started with the realization that for the first time in 19 years I didn't get to wake Alex up with a happy birthday greeting. A text message had to suffice. It made me a little sad but knowing that he was coming home for dinner helped take away some of the sting. I also think 19 sounds so old, which means I'm old enough to have a 19-year-old. (Here's where the reader should think with awe and wonder "Wow, she sure doesn't look old enough to have a son who's 19!) I have to be careful what I write here because Alex will read my post, but can I just tell you what a wonderful young man Alex has turned in to. I won't gush but I do know that this mom couldn't be more proud. Happy birthday, Alex.

Simply stated: Flaming forks! I'm getting old!


Joan said...

Well, "flaming forks" my first comment did not go through. (And Alex thinks this phrase will not catch on.) We are so proud of all your chldren, but this is the time to tell Alex (since he's all grown up). It is hard to imagine a nineteen year old grandson. (Not vanity on our part, just can't believe how fast time goes.) Well, get ready to gear up for the next batch of birthdays. Dad and I will cash in our life insurance policies and send gifts. (Only kidding of course. Love to you all.