Tuesday was my birthday. At my age I am well past waiting for it on pins and needles. Frankly, the next one can come as slow as it would like. Wouldn’t bother me. BUT it is always fun to be celebrated. I wasn’t in the mood for cake so I had a giant thick chocolate malt. Seriously, is there anything better? Definitely my desert island dessert. My mom and kids decorated our house…
Unfortunately, my mom is a little absent minded. While it has been awhile since I have been carded, I am not yet ready for “the home.”
Yes, it says “80.” It was unintentional. So, she claims.
But, really, I could have given a rat’s *&% about the sign. Why? Because I got the BEST birthday gift ever (insert Hallelujah chorus and shining white light here):
My husband rocks! He did well. Very well. I registered for a kitchen aid mixer for our wedding. TEN years ago. Yup. I have been patient and I have been rewarded.