Many Happy Returns


Yesterday was the Ides of March, and we were sure to celebrated it.

Ray recited a moving line from Shakespeare's Julius Caesar, "Et tu, Brute?" (And you, Brutus?). That's what Caesar says once he's been stabbed by his senators and realizes that even Brutus was involved. It was so moving in fact, that instead of a standing ovation, I kissed him good and long, then accented it with a little bit more.



I produced an Italian/Roman feast: Spaghetti pie, garlic bread, we even ate a Caesar salad.



We only fell short by forgetting to give Julius Caesar a minute of silence in reverence of his death. We were too busy celebrating.

We also mused on the fact that SHOULD a person be born on the Ides of March, they would be very lucky to have such a famous day of death associated with their day of birth.

The highlight of the day (for me) was hearing Ray recount 3 things he had learned since last year's Ides of March. The satisfaction and pleasure of marriage was "thing" number one.

Comments

Neighbor Jane Payne said…
I think your apron could even pass as a toga!

I love your tradition of stating three things learned since the last ides (or birthday). What a good idea.

What a fun birthday.
March 16, 2009 at 5:16 PM
Ande said…
Ah what an awesome life you have. Your spaghetti pie looked divine. As did your flowers. And you did an awesome job cutting Ray's hair.

Happy Birthday to Ray/Ides of March.
March 16, 2009 at 9:32 PM
Anonymous said…
I think so lucky as to share a birthday with the Ides of March is only surpassed by the blessing of a wife that would create such a memorable feast. Lucky indeed. IF you were to be born on that day, of course. Happy Birthday, Ray!
March 17, 2009 at 11:28 AM
Mama Tales said…
Cali, don't ever say you are not a cook again. You can say you don't care for cooking or it isn't your favorite thing, but looking at your birthday feast, you are indeed a cook! Shelly
March 17, 2009 at 6:51 PM
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