The week begins

The week of my 40th birthday. It's a week-long celebration. Today's festivities include staying home with a sick daughter, buying sandals for another child, attending fifth-grade graduation and tidying the upstairs. By the end of the week, I should be all partied out.

We are having company — my older brother and his significant other. We're looking forward to seeing them. One of Barb's friends from grad school lives in Houston, so I am to collaborate with her in planning fun outings for the out-of-towners.

Over the weekend we kept busy — trying to get the girls to clean their rooms, choosing tile for the pool (mission accomplished), playing trivia at BW3, going to the Astros game. The girls had never been to an MLB game before, and the Astros won, complete with a home run, so the girls got to see the train run. It was fun. Make no mistake, one of the high spots of being an American is baseball. We all wore our new Astros hats, and as we were in the first 10,000 fans, Gary and I got T-shirts. Alison already commandeered her dad's ... I guess he thought I'd let him have mine. I guess he thought wrong.

Let's see what tomorrow has in store ...