Poor Z is still sick but on the mend. Yesterday I was on the phone (thank you Skype and Whatsapp) arranging for back-up care and talking regularly with MoBob. In the end MB stayed home with Z, which is what I would have done.
I forgot to mention that I finished Stiletto, the sequel to The Rook. I didn't like it as much as the first book. There were a couple of lengthy sections/storylines that by the end of the book seemed superfluous and irrelevant. I'd still read the next installment though - both books were clever and witty, even if the second was less so.
MB's birthday is next week. He is traveling to Kentucky a couple of days after my return. I asked him what he wanted for his birthday and he said, "sleep." He really is the man who has everything and I've gotten him books for his birthday and Christmas, so this time I switched it up a bit and got him an Angry Pusheen t-shirt.
Z has asked for a birthday party - a request I have long dreaded. The logistics are actually manageable. Arts on the Horizon, where I'm a board member, can facilitate a birthday party, and we have a large common room in our complex. I'm just grappling with the invite list. (In fact, that's why we eloped - I couldn't bear finalizing the invite list.) When I ask Z whom he'd like to come, he says "everyone." Well, "everyone" means friends from:
* his class
* from school, but in different classes
* French school
* kids of our adult friends
* neighborhood friends
* kids whose birthday parties we've attended
Tuesday evening I was lucky to escape the hotel and visited with a lovely couple. MB had met the husband on a serendipitous bus trip from Lesotho a couple of years ago and we've kept in touch since, and have visited whenever we are in each other's countries. The husband is Cameroonian and the wife is South African, and they are artists and musicians. Also, it was just nice to be in someone's home and just hang out over a home-cooked meal.
Birthday party recommendation: Keep it small. Tell Z he can pick 5 friends to invite (replace "5" with however many you're willing to deal with). Use parental editing, if necessary (like if there's a set of twins from school and he only picks one of them).
(This advice brought to you by your childless friend :-).)