Don’t get me started…

abby-2-feb-061Yes, it was the Snarl’s birthday and we did it up right, because I haven’t been able to share it with her for the past 4 years. She’s always been one place and I’ve been another but this year we were together so she and Misha and best friend, Caitlin came for dinner. They’re adults! We sat and had a lovely antipasto plate on the screen porch beforehand and then the main course (she insisted on her favorite, spaghetti) and then a devil’s food cake with whipped mocha frosting. We enjoyed beautiful local organic produce in our salad and drank sparkling water, foregoing wine or champagne. Abby’s one of those rare (and somewhat annoying, in this regard) people who make new year’s resolutions and stick to them so she’s back to her ultra fit life style after about 6 months of sloth (that means just full time school and two jobs and chess tournaments). Now she’s running at 6am every day, not drinking any alcohol and eating right. Really, it’s simultaneously maddening and impressive, because she’ll be back down to her fighting weight of 120 and running the bridge between St. Pete and Tampa every day within the month.


You all know how I feel about her so, really, I’m not going on and on. Suffice it to say, she’s nearly perfect and the imperfections are usually audacious, unique and laughable, after the fact. She is very much her own young woman now but here’s something. When I picked up Abby and Misha to go to the farmer’s market Saturday morning, Misha (who is quiet and soft-spoken) immediately patted me on the shoulder and said, “Congratulations and happy birthday. You raised a beautiful daughter.”


(Before she was beautiful she was delightfully cute.)


(The year of the dreads. A good example of the less than perfect. Audacious, unique and laughable- after the fact.)



Happy birthday, sweet mermaid!

9 responses to “Don’t get me started…

  1. Happy birthday, Abby, and to you, Mom, who raised this nearly perfect creature.

  2. Mischa is a keeper – especially if he did that without prompting! Happy Birthday, Abby, and to your mom also – who it seems did very well in raising you!

  3. Aw, happy birthday both of you!

  4. You know that I love the Snarl, too, in that way that we can love our friends’ children. It is a tribute to your writing that I feel as if I know her, even if it’s only in an Internet kind of way. Over the course of the past 3 years or so I have shared your joy, chuckled knowingly at your impatience, and occasionally gasped at her audacity. Abby is a force to be reckoned with.

    And so are you, dear Vicki. Congratulations on a job well done.

  5. Oh, that Misha. Sigh. Sounds like he and Abby deserve each other and that you not only raised a delightful daughter, but managed to get a great son in law in the bargain. Happy Birthday to the Snarl!

  6. The love just shines through this post. I like Miz S’s description , ” Abby is a force …”
    That’s the way we see her through your writing.

  7. Well done, Mom. She’s lovely.

  8. All grown up. And it seems she’s found an amazing person in Misha–lucky you. 😀

  9. crazy, just crazy. it’s been a crazy 15 year (or so) trip for me too! wish she’d come westward.

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