Which is a good thing.

The city is alive in the middle of the day. I’m off to the store to pick something up for E tonight before the BBQ. I’m excited!

Not plastic surgery. My journal is now powered by Word Press instead of Movable Type. It’s allegedly more robust and a lot easier to deal with, especially the themes. I will also be able to blog via e-mail. So I can add a post on the fly from my mobile, including adding photos. We’ll see how this goes.

The third party of the evening E and I, with Chris, go all the way to the north side. They’re playing a game when we walk in. It took a while to get the hang of what they were playing. Eventually, we got involved and, despite drinking lots, we did create some new games and had a bunch of fun. Not to mention the drinks. Whew!!! They were incredible!

Chris in a cowboy hat.

R0berto in a cowboy hat.

Sitting at a table in the middle of the backyard, the Slackers, Chris, E and I took over and chatted the night away. In the background Breakfast at Tiffany’s plays. The other table hosts the birthday cake. The rest of the party is sprawled on three floors of rear deck or JP’s apartment. Nikki and three others shared this birthday. Catered. Bartender. DJ. Nice.

To introduce E to the “family” the universe decided that it should all happen on one day. So today’s the day we’ve both been nervous for: three parties, three groups of friends, all rolled into one, 24-hour marathon. We start with Roberto’s brother’s baby shower on the north side. But, beforehand, a quick detour to Target to get a gift.

To start this day off right, I head over to Dinkel’s for some breakfast treats for E and I. As it turns out, they’re STILL working on the streetscaping. So I parked where I could — including on top of this little traffic sign. Hey! Where are my loops?!