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I am now no longer as excited about my birthday with my children in anticipation of her birthday. But not until 12 and are 8 years old. Yesterday, at least it was once again so far. It was my day, not a round thing but a minor "Between birthday," because at least I'm over 50 Whatever the case, it was the usual question: With or without guests? In recent years we have had "substantial" or "Small" is celebrated, sometimes with a 45 guests each time with a couple. Since my wife straight in one of her "projects" plugged in and has little time, we only want Pauline and Scott invite , our neighbor couple, which we really like Moreover Scott its stand-alone, once again disappointed by the female sex, brother bring. We opt for "ocean". This is a kind of table-barbecue, a hot stone plate in a frame. Under the Stone fire fed by a 2-burner liquid fuel. The fun for everyone, especially the children, it is action and it is busy. This thing emits intense heat that heats the thirst and lifts the mood. Also, keep the preparation time is limited and there is cleaned up pretty quickly. So what you do not even in the good room, the dining room, but it remains on solid kitchen table that plugs into its rustic meal. Since the Kan a commanding and meat-eating plants are exactly the right thing. Everyone eats a little more than is good for them to waver for all totally "stuffed" back to their homes. The saying "fill from the guests, then all go home happy" so what has for itself.
Since we always are hungry for Canadian invitations home, we buy pork , beef and chicken for 1 0 people, although we are really only 5 adults. I'm trying for many years to change my environment through exemplary behavior, unfortunately, my success is zero. Specifically, because we are the guests "decent" bottle, it does not , the s we should soon expect more than fennel dip. But now let us try once in a fair description of the process such a typical event, he:
We were invited to 5 clock (Canadian Dinner Time), the score 20 minutes later. Power is nothing, finally roasted the meat j a of the guests themselves. After the usual celebrity kisses , are indeed now become so common, that is implied kiss right and left, is my birthday present (or was it vice versa?) A card in the envelope. "Happy Birthday" is pre-printed, but Pauline and Scott still have topsy written Pauline and Scott . I am delighted and I thank you profusely.
My subtle question whether someone might want a glass of sherry as an aperitif is refused with thanks, for all are awfully hungry. It's Dinner Time. We are hungry, we finally have our lunch in anticipation of today, for us late, eating pinched. So we put all the same going down and the steaks and chicken parts on the hot stones. Because the B course takes something special rates when it is "well done", that would well done, all begin to eat ever their potatoes and the vegetables. Also on the drinks you then hurl. My tentative attempt a common starting to match the occasion and after E ntfalten the cloth napkins how to achieve fails the very beginning. Meanwhile, fry the steaks and be turned off and on. Our discussions are about the weather, but probably at the weekend if the snow comes, finally, we are in April, and the question why my car so often has a flat tire. After we determine together that on the weather news is not trust and the roads are bad, blame for everything, and therefore guilty of my plates , we have the first pieces of meat to the already half learned plates. Now at last I come, because all their mouth have , to a toast to install. So I raise my glass, say something nice to thank our guests and they have accepted the invitation, I like my wife, for her love and understanding in the last year, as in many years before, and also remember not to mention that my kids make me much joy and so contribute to my happiness. Then we come to you all and continue eating. Now that we're still negotiating terms of the children of our guests and neighbors have been worked up, I try to steer the conversation on local policy. High politics, social designs or the development of theoretical educational alternatives to the existing forms of education in primary schools but our children are not particularly in demand. Even criticism of the obliteration of the main street of our village or the lack of vision the authorities of our city are not pursued. After I try a detour towards the environment and personal behavior, and Consider the conversation on literature or music directing, I adapt myself to finally and follow the conversation initiated by the women end , which is now at the newly opened Clay Cafe (Cafe sound) rotates, a painting studio where you can paint clay figures and common objects. The matters are fired there too and it is, by far, the best attraction in our town. I hope, like our guests to a success. For that reason alone because the 23 year old Daughter of our guests, the young owner, and I wholeheartedly admire their courage. I also sincerely hope that the store makes more than a year, but secretly I still doubt that I have seen no new foundation survive for long. What do I do I will. I promised the children who are thrilled to grasp once a month in your pocket and buy an afternoon at the Clay Cafe.
now all finished, and we clear up the dirty dishes and cover on the coffee things. My wife baked me a cake and which is now also, although actually have all are managed, stows away with pleasure. To me it tastes special and I am grateful and thankful that my wife, who has since also a Canadian citizen, is not as kanadisiert that she baked me a carrot cake or a Pumpkin pie has .
Inside I'm preparing now to ask before the friends to go into the living room to the gluttony and the dirty dishes to get out of sight. Moreover one in the living room can comfortably , in a chair with a glass of wine pass, to a good conversation. Does not know too demanding to be only just so, the s I have the feeling to be able to chat on my birthday something. Not because ss could I run with my wife the issues, but now and then a different voice, with other perspectives can not bad, but rather be stimulating.
But my plans do not work. Our guests want to thank the friendly and strive to the Wardrobe. It is by now already very late, about 8 clock and one should perhaps rather go to bed ... Well in any event is 5 minutes later our doorstep and we are alone. My wife sees my face: "What did you expect?" she asks, with a slightly angry tone in his voice. And I know she is angry with me, not about the score because I have still not learned me ääh to adjust my expectations enough. So I fall silent, tell me to clean up the kitchen and think. Think of an appropriate "party" for example, in Moscow. As might have been celebrated, I celebrated my really eaten and drunk, clearly very drunk. And laughed and laughed, tears laughed. And discussed. And in the morning, I mean around 3 or 4 Clock in the morning we would have fallen off the table, as we are - right into bed. And the next morning I had a thick bulb had and back pain. Sure. And exhorted the children to rest. All right. But I would have had the feeling I had lived. So really lived if you understand what I mean. And talked for a long time from the birthday party and thought for some time to them too.
In July, Then the brother of Scott's birthday. I expected no return invitation. No I did not have. But maybe he would, Curtis, as single words. ". Come, let us sit together for a beer" When I meet him he says: "I have birthday today. I'm going to Linda has the birthday in 2 days. But she has now invited to the barbecue ...." Yes, he can eat for free on his birthday and Linda has also ticked off their equal. How convenient.
Well, you can not have it all. I look forward. I wait for our next get-together with our friends. In Moscow, you are now perhaps supplement. Yes it also. But this is much closer to the family B ush right around the corner. Fischer is the third generation. Real friends. And you will not believe. It is like in Moscow. Almost. No booze , only "social drinking", and not to 3 clock in the morning, but to 12, but all and e re comes close. We laugh sometimes and yet has a nice sense of celebration. To which people actually like to think back . Or we come together with our friends and Sepideh Hadi. They're from Tehran and also think that there something, well, we say the least, is back. But we can talk cultured cook and eat together and do something together. Or Ken and Heather, our neighbors from the next street. They may have less time because they work like crazy, no wonder Ken is independent (that alone speaks for it already), but they are very open-minded and totally. An evening with the two is an absolute winner. And - it is in CANADA.
Well, there goes that. Who had thought just so that I now see everything negative, the insured is here: I also see the beautiful Sides and the positive. Only - that of course you can read anywhere. You know from the preface. There are beautiful picture books are everywhere. Only it can write them. So cheers and ..... so I'm anxious when I celebrate my next birthday. If I celebrate at all. Because really excited to see, I'm not. But that is because I do not like getting older.
And for that, the Canadians really nothing.
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