Birthdays, Kittens, and Jello Shots

Tom and I celebrated our birthdays last week, his was on the 9th and mine was on the 14th. Due to the financial constraints of driving across the country and moving into a new apartment, our birthdays were rather low key, but extra special regardless because we actually got to celebrate them in person. Having birthdays in close proximity has always been a part of our friendship and Tom has sent me an e-card on my birthday every year except once. Tom had to work on his birthday, so I gave him his present a little early, it was a toolbox with Craftsman tools, something we could use around the apartment. For his actual birthday, I made cheddar stuffed hamburgers topped with barbeque sauce. I roasted up some potatoes, turnips, and carrots for the side. He pretended to be impressed... in all reality, I can't hold a candle to him in the kitchen.

For my birthday, we ran a few errands to get stuff for the apartment and then brought home our youngest child, Nachos. He's a three-month old orange tiger kitty, and down right ferocious I should add. He seems to have taken a liking to the chaise lounge. Tom's mom and Wendy let us borrow a kitty bed that Nachos had been sleeping in. He hasn't touched it since he discovered the chaise. Dakota is warming to the idea of being a big sister. At first she tried to eat Nachos, but now she just sorts of licks him and watches his antics. It probably helps that we got Dakota a flying chicken to play with the same day we brought Nachos home. I should also add that Nachos is definitely a gemini. He likes to climb on me and Tom and mew. He also likes to attack anything that moves. Tom and I are still looking forward to bring home our oldest. I miss my Cyclone.

As I am now dating a football kind of guy, it was brought to my attention that we are now in NFL pre-season. I have learned that I am a Chicago Bears fan, and I hate the Packers. In fact, if I were to show any sign of loyalty to said Packers, I was told that I would find myself homeless. Tom may not realize this yet, but the same would be true if he were to ever declare loyalty to the Yankees. Anyways, Saturday night was the Kansas City Chiefs first (?) televised pre-season game. Tom and I happen to have an HD tv, so we had his mom, Wendy, his sister, and her boyfriend over for a pre-season get together/birthday celebration. Tom's mom brought some steaks for Tom to cook up and I made french fries. We also had a caesar salad. On the birthday celebration side of things, we had bowls of jello shots which were quite tasty. Wendy made me a three-tiered suncatcher with pictures of Tom growing up. I have a picture of him as a baby, around age 6 with his sister, and at sixteen. It was very sweet, I love it. If anything can be gleaned off of Tom's baby pictures, we are going to have adorable children.