And I had a fantastic day. I bought a big triple chocolate cake for my fellow employees and someone sweet tied a birthday balloon to my locker. My face got tired because of all the smiling.
G and our daughter took me to a Mexican restaurant for a margarita and nachos. Just what I wanted. We got there just as traffic was getting heavy and when we left people were on the sidewalk with little timers--waiting. Just right.
On the way home my daughter and I thought about which of the 12 places we've lived-- that we still think about. I mentioned one house (#11) that I still visit in my memory and walk through the rooms. My daughter says the people who live there now must think the place is haunted.
It was a nice thing to do.
So, I had a very nice birthday. G bought me a peach and raspberry pie because he thought a pie was better for my diet than a cake. Guys!!!