Day 5. 40 pages, 17,932 words.
Today, rather than attend Ropecon again, we are swinging by the ol’ Palokas house to celebrate my grandmother-in-law’s birthday. The matriarch of the extended Helenius / Palokas clan is turning ninety.
In classic Lillo-mommo fashion, of course, she’s insisted that no fuss is to be made. But we’re all fairly certain that if we actually listened to her about that, there would be passive-aggressive Hell to pay. So we’re making a fuss. Just … not so much of a fuss as we might make for someone turning a more robust multiple of ten.
By which I mean, we are skipping the village tradition of waking the birthday hero up in the middle of the night with shouting and musical instruments and gun-shootin’ and all that. It might be just a little much for a woman of advancing years. And by “advancing”, I mean “already well and truly invaded and occupying”.
Anyway, it’s a big deal. Ninety. That’s damn impressive right there. Congratulations, Lillo-mommo. Grattis på födelsedagen. Hyvää syntymäpäivää.
May you spend the day surrounded by your children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren.
I mean, that’s basically what you do every day, but hopefully today you actually enjoy it.