I just put up a short blog last night....but even tonight I'm still feeling happy. I really, really enjoyed last night, and let me tell you it's been a long time since I felt that good.
Normally I would poo..poo my birthday...but for some reason this year, I needed my girls...Janis (hippychick) and Sheila. Usually, I am a total douche bag. I hate my birthday and don't like the attention. I liked my b.day. First time ever I think. I loved the conversation, and catching up on each other lives...it was good. I must be getting old. I'm letting my defenses down. Next thing you know I will start "hugging." God help me.
Cards and yellow roses (my fav from Gord) and the last red rose Janis had growing in her garden.
Janis brought me a bunch of tomatoes...look at that big one!!! along with some spaghetti squash, and another squash on the right...I can't remember the name of it. I have no idea what to do with it. I might just keep it for Halloween, and scare little children with a mean looking pumpkin.
I can't believe the amount of food I ate last night. After eating a WHOLE slab of Tony Roma's back ribs and sides...I had cake later. That is crazy...... I never do that. I rolled into bed.
And then this showed up on my patio table this morning. If anyone can guess what this is, I will crotchet you a small afghan...as a prize....look at it's little eyes...nose and mouth...it's so cute. It was very tame, I took it inside and put it in one of Penny's baskets. And the wonder of it all was that Penny loved it. Now I have two pets. I have named her Rocky.
I can hardly type, because I am scarfing down the rest of the birthday cake. Burp....
Time for bed for this old broad. Being in such a good mood scares me, sure as hell something will happen over here to make that go away.....but for now...I'm good. .. and am on my second piece of cake.