I was 41 on Halloween. I had such a lovely day. I had heaps of emails and texts and phone calls. It is lovely that so many people remembered. I also had a couple of voicemail renditions of "Happy Birthday to you". At least Wanda did it in tune!! I also had a homemade card from some dear friends with a poem written especially for me. It was so beautiful, but I didn't cry.
Taf and I went out for a Mexican meal in the evening. It was such fun, that I'm going to do it all again next year.
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Oh, Happy Birthday! I'm so sorry I forgot, but then you know me and my leaky memory problem eh?
I'm glad you had a nice evening. I think for my birthday the boy bought a couple of ready-made restaurant meals from New World, and gave me the night off cooking.
Steve, you'll always be older (and uglier) than me. I didn't get yer email.
Violet, a night off cooking is more precious than diamonds.
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