No, that’s not 45 more days of school!!! (There’s only 33!) Today I embarked upon this milestone in my life…. half of 90 years old. It’s not that bad. Other than not being able to read some of the tiny print on my birthday cards and the plant ID tags that I received. Okay, or the free movie popcorn tickets. Thankfully the numbers on currency are really big and always in the corner! Yes, it’s my birthday!
How did I spend my day? Oh, not exactly as planned, let me tell you! Sleeping in was a wonderful pleasure. After all these years, it still rates right up there with reading novels and gardening! After sauntering down stairs, I discovered my daughter cooking up my yum yum yummy breakfast… homemade apples and cinnamon oatmeal and special scrambled eggs! Thank you, Larisa! BUT, half way through my breakfast, I realized it was 10:30 am and I was going out to lunch with some friends at 11:15!! So I put my birthday breakfast in the fridge for tomorrow!
Birthday lunch was fun with seven sweet friends! Lots of laughs and turtles. (Remember, my un-wanted turtle collection? It is continuing!… potholders, garden kneeling pad, RING, etc. etc.) Thanks, Friends!
Upon returning to the castle, my son tells me that he wants to take a short cut over the canal to his friend’s house. He tells me that he balances on this little pipe over the water WHILE carrying his bike. I say NO! He said it’s perfectly safe, as would any 14-year-old lad whose brain is saturated with testosterone. I say NO! So he drags me out to the canal to see the balancing pipe. Well, it IS perfectly safe. It is over the canal, but the canal goes under a HUGE cement overpass at that point. There is a pipe…. but it is next to a wall that he leans on for balance. And the water it is over is a puddle… only 12 inches below him… and eight inches deep. So I let him go. All is well, ….. but no.
Nora was with us on the dangerous pipe exploration trip and went down on her hands on the ground in some cactus. OUCH! The spikes are as thin as hairs and my 45-year-old eyes can’t see them. We arrive home and I google how to remove cactus thorns. Lo, and behold! I love google! I spent the next hour smearing Elmer’s school glue on her hands in two layers and waiting for it to dry. I peeled it off like sunburned skin and the ouchy was no more! I love google. Did I mention that?
Off to a birthday party at my parents and VOILA! I survived my 45th birthday without scars.
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