Exhaustion is my new middle name. I was so busy today having phone visits for my birthday (which isn’t until tomorrow) that I forgot my “grandson” was going to help me load a book onto my computer. Now, neighbor, that’s too busy.
My birthday weekend started Friday with a card from my book buddy/husband’s cousin who included a check for $26.00, just the exact price to buy myself a hard back book of my choice. What a thoughtful gift! In the same day’s mail, a former student sent me a card, a postcard for my collection from Boston which she recently visited, and a tote with a map of the “original” city of Boston. It even is waterproofed and snaps shut. My husband of 52 years led our Sunday School class in singing Happy Birthday to me and two others who have birthdays this week, and I especially liked the “And many mo ore…” they added to the end of the song. There were several cards and special gifts from friends some of whom I’ve known for 30 or more years. My dear husband made a trip to Kroger’s (a gift in itself) to do the weekly shopping, and he brought home my favorite cake–white cake with white coconut frosting–which we had for supper along with a huge glass of milk. There’s enough cake for breakfast and several times tomorrow, the actual birthday, and half a cake left to freeze.
All of a sudden I feel “loved and adored” which was the “angel message” a popular blogger posted on her blog today. I also feel blessed, beyond compare or deserving. Thanks to everyone who has already started my BD rolling. It is not eight o’clock, and I think I’ll read until (early) bedtime!