We go to my aunt Barbara's house for dinner and to celebrate my dad's birthday. For dinner there is an assortment of different chili dishes (for the picky/non-meat eaters (aka me)), salad, chips, yada, yada, yada. When I ask my mom what she ate because I wasn't paying attention to her plate she answers, "Chili and cake!" which is half right. She also had the salad and bread and, yes, wine. During the dinner discussion, mom wants to know where my uncle's son is living in Alaska because she thinks she knows someone who knows someone from there and they might know each other because Alaska is totally small! Mom also takes a poll on how many people from our family are left handed because, as we all know, lefties are her peeps and she needs to keep a running total on her clan. Dad passed around his digital camera which had a picture of him and Kevin Bacon in it, taken when the Bacon brothers were at his work. The photo may have been accidentally erased while we were sitting there.
When the cake comes out my dad spoils the birthday fun for everyone by blowing out the candles as soon as they are lit, before anyone can sing or take photographs. It was like all the air had gone out of the room: everyone did that intake of breath to start singing and went "Ha-OHHH!" My aunt Peggy wanted to relight the candles but instead dad agrees to make a pretend blowing-out-candles-face over the cake for a photo op. Mom enjoys cake and ice cream for dessert and double fists the rest of her wine and coffee.
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