I've had quite the birthday celebration this year-rather than one special day, the party has continued on for a week and a half.
It started out with my mom inviting us for lunch the weekend before my birthday (with a bonus: a lovely gift waiting for me from my brother and sister-in-love), included cards and phone calls from friends and family, lunch and gifts from my best friend, gifts from my family on my actual birthday, and ended a week after my birthday with lunch out with a dear friend I haven't seen in a few years.
You know how, when you get to my advanced age anyhow, it becomes hard to find gifts the recipient will need or want? I understand that difficulty and usually don't have a lot of suggestions to help Clarence and the girls out either. They spoiled me anyhow-and I loved every minute of it. It was especially cool that they were able to think of things that actually surprised me.
This was one of my gifts. I adore Grandma's flower garden quilts and although I knew Allison was working on a secret project, I had no idea what it was. She apparently read somewhere that you can't piece hexagons on a machine-she took that as a personal challenge and proceeded to do just that. I love the result!
A couple days ago I was able to get together with my dear friend Jean for an extended visit over lunch. We think it's been at least three years since we last got together and we spent about five hours catching up with each other. Don't you love those friendships that even survive neglect? It's amazing to me that the interval between visits doesn't matter-we always seem to be able to pick up where we left off.
All in all, I'd have to say that turning another year older didn't hurt a bit.
It started out with my mom inviting us for lunch the weekend before my birthday (with a bonus: a lovely gift waiting for me from my brother and sister-in-love), included cards and phone calls from friends and family, lunch and gifts from my best friend, gifts from my family on my actual birthday, and ended a week after my birthday with lunch out with a dear friend I haven't seen in a few years.
You know how, when you get to my advanced age anyhow, it becomes hard to find gifts the recipient will need or want? I understand that difficulty and usually don't have a lot of suggestions to help Clarence and the girls out either. They spoiled me anyhow-and I loved every minute of it. It was especially cool that they were able to think of things that actually surprised me.
This was one of my gifts. I adore Grandma's flower garden quilts and although I knew Allison was working on a secret project, I had no idea what it was. She apparently read somewhere that you can't piece hexagons on a machine-she took that as a personal challenge and proceeded to do just that. I love the result!
A couple days ago I was able to get together with my dear friend Jean for an extended visit over lunch. We think it's been at least three years since we last got together and we spent about five hours catching up with each other. Don't you love those friendships that even survive neglect? It's amazing to me that the interval between visits doesn't matter-we always seem to be able to pick up where we left off.
All in all, I'd have to say that turning another year older didn't hurt a bit.
Happy Birthday, dear Karen!
ReplyDeleteThis is the best kind of birthday, lots of time with friends and family!
Deanna