But I'm 5 1/2 in dog years

It just dawned on me this morning that I think I made it through the entire weekend without cooking for anyone else.   With all these little mouths to feed, that is truly almost impossible. 

Birthday magic?  I think so.

My weekend-sans-kitchen duty started Friday.  The lovely Jane took me (and Audrey) out to lunch.   That evening, the family took me out. 

On Saturday, Mr W took care of dinner.  All day I was treated to various renditions of "Happy Birthday," one of which was Ryan's underwater version (don't tell anyone, but that was my favorite.)   I dodged the smack-Mom's-bottom-until-we-lose-count but forgot that Mr W is a stealthy one when he wants to be.  I would've thought he'd just let it pass, but noooo, he caught me; he had all those little helpers, and Audrey chanting, "My turn!  My turn!"  That little girl packs quite a wallop. 

Last night we had pizza at Nana's house. 

Initially, I was hoping to get some extra sleeping-in time (yeah, right)...but the kitchen pass does nicely too.  I'll take it.

I also was hoping to do the Sat Six on Sat, but I didn't get around to it.

I'll just blame it on the cake.

Saturday Six - Episode 123

1. Would you prefer being a small fish in a large pond or a large fish in a small pond?

I'm more a small-fish-large-pond girl anymore.  That large-fish deal is just too much trouble....been there.  Done that.

2. If you could change one thing about the climate where you live right now, what would it be and why?

Considering I have about another two months of heat, as we transition from surface-of-the-sun-hot to tolerably-not-burning-your-ass-on-the-carseat-hot, I'd have to say it would be nice to have a cool day thrown in here just for a change of pace.  But I can't complain, overall.  It's a dry heat.  Ha!

3. Do you consider yourself more or less normal than those around you?

What?  What I consider myself to be is "as normal as" those around me.  On any given day, I could be better or I could be worse...some days I'm Plankton (megalomaniac), some days I'm Spongebob (dorky, means well), other days, I'm Patrick(drooling, incoherent, occasional flash of insight).  LOL

4. Take the quiz: Are you right or left brained?

I am left-handed.  Once, I had the cheesy misfortune of someone trying to flirt with me using the "lefties are in their right minds" line.   Smooooth.  As Velveeta.

Anyway, I have to agree with my quiz results.  Mainly because it's true, what they say, about being left-handed in a right-handed world--parts of you can't help but become ambidextrous.  The results:

You Are50% Left Brained, 50% Right Brained

The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning. Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others. If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic. Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet. The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility. Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way. If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art. Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.

5. Consider the last meal you ate: was the primary course beef, chicken, fish or vegetables? How often is this your primary course?

Pizza doesn't count here.  Beef.  Mmmm.  Fairly often.  I tend to eat more chicken.

6. Should men who belong to a religion which permits it be allowed to have more than one wife? In other words, should polygamy be legal on religious grounds?

In this day and age, what's the point?  You are more than likely going to be able to produce progeny with just one wife.  You aren't working acres and acres of land where you might need 20 kids toiling away for you.  Even if you were really a glutton for punishment, would you really want to deal with the demands of family, times 3 or 4 families?  That's not even taking into consideration the demands of 3 or 4 women...why would a man put himself, willingly, through that?