I turned 74 this past
Saturday...
74 ... not quite what I
thought it would be.
Better actually. I cross my
fingers and
knock on wood... that I am
blessed with
pretty good health. So this isn't bad.
And you know... I don't feel
any different
than I did last week..
The King's birthday is the
day before mine.
So we do dinner on his
birthday and breakfast
on mine. But this year we
did both on his birthday.
And I spent mine with a
morning with my youngest
daughter and her husband.. Nothing
really special,
but a special time..
So this is 74, huh? Well,
all of you who are 60
something and are getting
anxious about your
70's... it is a piece of
cake.
Oh, yea.. the King always
jokes about ...do
we get a party with a pony
for pony rides..
Answer is always no.. BUT...
I got the horse..
After his plant is done, I
will find him a special
place
in the garden or yard.. Thank, JC...
2 comments:
Happy Late Birthday to you, Cis, from Ireland. My time to attend to the usual things of the day has been limited, so pardon the tardiness. Hope you had a nice day.
Love your horse!
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