River: Remembering the FlowerCat: on her 73rd Birthday

[mdlbear]

We'll be celebrating (is that the right word? More or less.) Colleen's 73^rd birthday tonight, which is really the day before, because I said "Saturday" instead of "the sixteenth" when asked. But it's okay -- we didn't do anything special for my birthday either, because nobody but me remembered the date. Besides, we always had a big potluck party on a weekend in mid-March, because it was there, and several of our friends (and our daughter) had birthdays in March.

Because of Saint Patrick's Day, our main contributions to the potluck were freshly-cooked corned beef and green beer. We're skipping that part this year, and sending out for sushi. But we are having a chocolate cake, though it won't have crème-de-menthe icing. And Irish coffee (aka in fanish circles as "God's Blessing"). Colleen was famous for bringing Irish Coffee to people at conventions, as well as for the drunken cakes she served both at home and at SCA events. (Recipe: "Pint cake": make a pound cake, and add a pint of booze of some sort, frequently rum. Remember that "a pint's a pound, the world around".)

I haven't had nearly as much alcohol since my favorite drinking companion died, but I'll be toasting her tonight. And tomorrow. Here's looking at you, kid.