Rob's birthday is December 28. It's a sucky time for a birthday. I always get him a birthday gift for my birthday, in August, but I still feel like I should do more for his actual birthday, since it just seems totally absorbed by Christmas celebrations. This year I did manage to get him a birthday gift, although it was rather last minute. He keeps a list of all the single malts he's sampled on his computer, so when he was out yesterday I used the list to find a few that the liquor store had that he hadn't. Glenmorangie Quinta Rubin 12-yr was the lucky winner. The three of us also went out to a nice brew pub for dinner this evening.
However, Rob didn't waste any time in sinking back into the grumpy mood he's in most of the semester from feeling overwhelmed by his to-do list. Ah, life.
Also, I'm ready to clean up Christmas, but so far I'm in the minority here. Emma wants everything to stay up, and Rob just doesn't want to add another job to his to-do list.
And lastly I get to be deposed tomorrow. A new experience, that I'm a tiny bit nervous about.