Every year, the same thing. Twenty-nine. After about sixteen, I was over birthdays. … and that was during a time when one had a birthday. Now, evidently, people have a birthday-week. I haven’t wrapped my head around that one.
Great day today. But everyday is pretty great. Though today, I brought out the big bah-loons. And listened to Katy Perry ( please say that with a French accent ) without the lyrics. After a few notes, you deduce all pop to Garage Band ( free with Mac products ).
I stopped counting…stuck @ 28. This 7/22 it’s 67 ! You have to be kidding !!!!
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And hopefully some bubbles.. The other day was Mothers Day and the waiter who served our table said Happy Mothers Day Weekend. Weekend? God. I can barely deal with a day of it! Happy Birthday/week c