Not what I pictured...

that's what Larry said about my birthday last night.
You see he has had a cold most of this week and just really hasn't felt good. So, my birthday was pretty lame! I had cold cereal with Maria for breakfast(Larry had to do something with Rotary Club at the middle school at 8), then lunch was leftover birthday party food from Maria's party that I ate with Maria, while Larry napped. Not that Maria isn't good company, just not much in the way of conversation. I spent most of my morning and afternoon getting junk(I mean really nice stuff) ready to sell tomorrow in our garage sale. Dinner was leftovers (yes again, only not from Maria's party!).
At least the best neighbor in the world, Dottie, made me some cheesecake with raspberry topping...and today I think I deserve a treat from DQ. I guess once you grow up birthdays just aren't what they used to be! I don't think having a McDonald's birthday would be acceptable, unless I just told everyone it was really for Maria.
I did get some nice cards, a couple phone calls, even one from Hayden, Lee's son singing me Happy Birthday, although he got a great kick out of "you smell like a monkey, and you look like one too" Ah, a 3 year old's humor! Gotta love it! At least I had one really good laugh for the day!
We have plenty to praise God for; just having another year of life to celebrate!