Well, I had my 50+ birthday on Friday. At least that's what I'm calling it. A lady at work calls it a momentous birthday and my daughter calls it my monumental birthday. Humph!
I did have a wonderful birthday. The ladies at work decorated my cubicle and gave me a gift certificate to the Bible bookstore. My boss provided a cake (it was her birthday too). My husband brought me beautiful flowers in person (and gave me a kiss in front of other people at my request). That evening we couldn't celebrate the birthday any further (we had a wedding rehearsal in Denver and also had to pick up Jen at the airport), so after the wedding on Saturday, we went home and the kids had the living room decorated with great beauty (purple and black crepe paper, signs, balloons), and I got a necklace with the offending birthday number all around it. Humph!
After we got home, I opened the gifts--nearly everything I had asked for--all good. Then we all went out to eat at Chili's--my choice, and I got the fajitas. Good stuff!
It was a very memorable birthday. I think I will remember it for the next 20 years.
My family was and is wonderful. Very thoughtful, and really too good to me.
2 comments:
I'm glad you had a grand birthday.
I guessed right about your age. When you guys lived in that apartment on the east side, you and I were the backseat of the car and I was helping you drink your milkshake. I held the cup up so you could drink. I asked, "are you getting some?" You answered with a new and different sound. I removed the cup and you had milkshake all over your face. You weren't very old. When you would see a farm worker bent over picking in a field, you would point and say, "horsie". Do you want more stories?
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