You would think by now I would have outgrown loving birthdays, but no, I still get as excited as I did when I was two. Evidently that Daisy gets excited too. She woke me barking her rendition of “happy birthday” at 6AM. Thanks Daisy, but I would have preferred the beauty rest! You are reluctantly, sleepily, forgiven.
This birthday started out particularly sweetly. My daughter is an ace #1 card giver, and I save every single one of them. She also gets a kick out of calling me mum as apposed to mom (asserting her English rose heritage).
I did ask her permission before sharing this with you. I had to show you why I’m glowing from within today. She always has the perfect words to make me feel so special. I love you more than infinity, Tatjana, and thank you too Aaron. I do miss you, and wish “Scotty would beam me up” to see you more often, and that we were
celebrating together (preferably someplace balmy). I decided today did call for a celebration, so I invited a few friends for dinner. I’d share the menu, but that would spoil the surprise. Suffice it to say, I’ve been having
a blast throwing diet to the wind for one evening, and cooking up a storm. They got strict instructions to bring hungry tummies, giggles, and nothing else. I wish I could squeeze more than ten around my table – there are
so many more people I would have loved to invite. Oh well, and please excuse the lack of make-up. I promise to put some on later, but I was up til the wee hours struggling with a new cake recipe that didn’t seem to work as printed, so when I opened this card from my sister I had to laugh!
All I want for my birthday is for you to “like” me. Do you really, really like me? if you do already, please sign-up for my website too. Thank you, and I’m sure there will be more to share about the party, and the final verdict on the new cake soon. xo