{"id":1405,"date":"2009-03-31T06:00:31","date_gmt":"2009-03-31T13:00:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/?p=1405"},"modified":"2009-03-30T19:20:55","modified_gmt":"2009-03-31T02:20:55","slug":"hes-no-fool","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/hes-no-fool\/","title":{"rendered":"He&#8217;s No Fool"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: left;\">It&#8217;s My Liege&#8217;s birthday today. Yip-yip-yap-yap! Apparently, he was born ten minutes before midnight. Hmmm&#8230;. I wonder why it is that I know more people born on March 31st, all &#8220;just a few minutes before midnight,&#8221; than any other day of the year? Today is My Liege&#8217;s birthday, the\u00a0birthday of\u00a0my first best friend, as well as the birthday of a good friend from high school, the daughter of a good writing buddy, and the son of another writing buddy. Hmmm&#8230;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">It&#8217;s a milestone birthday for My Liege, too. How many I won&#8217;t reveal, so as not to embarrass his Over-the-Mountaintop-and-Rolling-Down-the-Other-Side hide. Let&#8217;s just there&#8217;s a tombstone on his cake.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">I wish I had a picture of him as a baby to upload, but I&#8217;ve been in major Family Responsibilities Mode since Friday, including a big family dinner on Sunday to celebrate The Passing of His Youth, and I&#8217;m too exhausted to take his baby picture off the wall, remove it from the frame, scan it, cut out his brother and sister, PhotoShop it so it&#8217;s not grainy as all get-out, then pop it into this post. Yes, I&#8217;m a bad wife. But I do happen to have a photo of our first Christmas together already in the computer, as a result of scanning dozens of pictures for\u00a0a PowerPoint slideshow for my parents&#8217; anniversary three years ago. Here we be:<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1406  aligncenter\" title=\"xmas78-steve-and-cindy\" src=\"https:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/xmas78-steve-and-cindy.jpg\" alt=\"xmas78-steve-and-cindy\" width=\"300\" height=\"226\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/xmas78-steve-and-cindy.jpg 300w, https:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/xmas78-steve-and-cindy-150x113.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Ain&#8217;t he cute?<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Hard to believe Eldest Son is now older than either of us are in this photo. We&#8217;re both teenagers here. The time, she has flown.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s My Liege&#8217;s birthday today. Yip-yip-yap-yap! Apparently, he was born ten minutes before midnight. Hmmm&#8230;. I wonder why it is that I know more people born on March 31st, all &#8220;just a few minutes before midnight,&#8221; than any other day of the year? Today is My Liege&#8217;s birthday, the\u00a0birthday of\u00a0my first best friend, as well&hellip; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/hes-no-fool\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">He&#8217;s No Fool<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":51,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[34],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1405","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-non-writing-life","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1405","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/51"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1405"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1405\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1414,"href":"https:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1405\/revisions\/1414"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1405"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1405"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/cindyprocter-king.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1405"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}