So, last Friday I was turning 59. I really have no desire to "celebrate" my birthday anymore. I'm not loving how I look anymore or all the changes that are going on in and on my body. But here I am, so deal with it.
When I got to my desk on Friday, there was a little vase with some hydrangea cuttings on my desk with a cute/funny card. What a nice treat! Then there are a few of us who go to the cafeteria at the hospital for coffee every morning. Different ones of us make it each day depending on what's going on. But on Friday, EVERYONE seemed to be able to come to breakfast. And one of the girls stopped at Panera's a picked up a coffee cake. mmmmm. Another nice treat!
Then I got an e-card from my daughter. It was pretty funny. But the card mentioned that I was 58. But I'm 59, right? Nope. Do the math. I'm 58! Somehow, I lost track of my own age (probably not a good sign), but I actually ended up being a year younger! I'm 58, not 59!
Then Jay took me out for dinner at one of our favorite places ... Adolfo's in Ocean City. Yum. It ended up being a really nice birthday. We babysat our grandson Saturday night and Sunday. There was a big air show in Ocean City, so we took Eli on Saturday. We watched it from the beach in front of our condo with some friends and Jay's mom. It was perfect!
Today, our daughter, Jen, and her husband came to pick up Eli. We watch the 2nd day of air show and visited. She brought me my birthday present which was a fat quarter of her hand, block printed fabric (http://www.homesweet.com/). I had wanted some of her fabric to match some pillows that I got from her last year. So she gave it to me for my birthday! Lovely. I LOVE her stuff.
Tonight, Jay took me and his mom to Captains Galley so I could get one of the best crab cakes on the planet. And we even got dessert ... so bad, but so good. All-in-all, one of the best birthday weekends ever. A little family. Good things. And I'm a year younger! It just doesn't get any better than that!
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