Precedent, you might say.
And now I have clean pillowcases and blankets.
It’s been a lovely birthday, considering. My best friend from 6th grade called and we had a lovely chat and I actually laughed and it didn’t hurt. I talked to one of my brothers that I haven’t talked to in a long time and that was very fine. My good friend Harvey gave me a call too and it was great to hear his voice.
And Lon and Lis called and sang me Happy Birthday which is the sweetest rendition of Happy Birthday on earth.
I’ve gotten cards and texts and FB love and Hank and Rachel came out for a little masked visit. We even went out and picked a few things from the garden.
Another one of the new hens gave us an egg. This one is almost cocoa brown. A work of art!
And it’s been drizzling all day which I love.
Speaking of works of art- the cake! It’s so pretty! I can’t wait to taste it.
And so, despite global pandemic and broken ribs, I’ve had so many reasons to celebrate, to be cheerful and actually happy. And I am. Hell, I even got to see the episode on The Office where Jim kissed Pam.
I almost lost it. I had to get up and go find my husband and kiss him.
I cannot complain and I will not complain. I probably will tomorrow but certainly not today.
I am thinking of those pictures on the internets of famous models and movie stars who wear bikinis on beautiful beaches where the headline is always something like, “And This Is What Sixty Looks Like!” and I sort of want to die and I sort of want to puke but as I told Mary Lane today I think one of the most painful things in the world would be vomiting with broken ribs and I do not really want to die yet so I’ll just let the Cindy Crawford’s and the Elizabeth Hurleys of the world continue with their diets and Pilates and plastic surgeries and fillers and Botox and all of the things that make them so fine and I will be completely content with being able to laugh without pain, to be able to sleep comfortably, to eat my coconut cake, to love my babies and be loved by them, and to know that eventually I will be strong and well again.
I am a lucky woman. A lucky, sixty-six year old woman.
Thank you for being part of my world. My lucky world.
I love you with my whole stupid heart.ReplyDelete
happy Day, Pickle. Relish the moment...Promise to have many many many more because what would we do without you. What Rebecca said...me too!ReplyDelete
Happy birthday, dearest. A broken rib birthday is sheer foolishness. Fie on broken ribs but I think of you being held and healing in the bosom of your family so there's that. Much much love forever from the West side of the continent. XXXXXX Beth
Happy birthday dear Ms Moon. You are a special stop in my day each and every day.ReplyDelete
Happy Birthday!! Glad to hear that you are beginning to feel the healing.ReplyDelete
Coconut cake! Be still my heart. It is nice to know you were able to enjoy the birthday.ReplyDelete
Happy birthday to someone who knows how to be happy!ReplyDelete
And I love you, too! Can't begin to tell you how much I look forward to reading this every day...stay loose!!! xxooReplyDelete
Best of Birthday Wishes to you dear Ms Moon in Florida, broken rib and all..!ReplyDelete
Happy birthday dear Mary! I’m so glad it was a good one, and that your pain is easing. Love to you on your special day and always. ❤️ReplyDelete
A very happy birthday to you and I'm so glad to hear it was less painful for you today. -JennReplyDelete
Happy Birthday Dearheart! I'm glad it's been good but so sorry for your injury! So you are a Leo too! My birthday is a little over a week from now but I'm a bit past 66 as I'll be 68. Feel much better and enjoy that yummy cake!ReplyDelete
A very happy birthday--sounds like it was, and I hope the joy continues. Also very glad to hear you can laugh without pain; that's a real biggie!ReplyDelete
I'm glad you had a happy birthday and that the pain is receding. I still want coconut cake though:)ReplyDelete
I finally have my new stove so perhaps I can bake one myself. We baking here, up to 93F today which I'm not looking forward to. We don't have AC, just windows and fans.
Stay safe my friend.
Good to hear you had a lovely birthday day and reasons to smile--and gently laugh.ReplyDelete
I'm with you on the subject of former/current models being advertised as the new 60. I hit the ole 7-0 later this year and believe me, no one will be asking me to model for the 'new' 70. Unless they want a serious reality check. 🙂
Much love and so glad you are happy and healing!ReplyDelete
Happy birthday Ms Moon!ReplyDelete
Yay! Glad you're feeling better and you had a good birthday. You forgot the most crucial element of those "This is what 60 looks like" photos -- Photoshop!ReplyDelete
A splendid day! Happy 66.ReplyDelete
Welcome to The 66 Club babe!...Sorry I am a day late to wish you a Happy Birthday! But that kind of thing happens when you reach 66. Get your kicks on Route 66!ReplyDelete
Happy 66th year- I hope it will be a wonderful year for you-The older we get,the faster things go so enjoy each day as it comes!ReplyDelete
I think genes help an awful lot but there's no denying those over 60 ladies work very hard too. I think Cindy Crawford is lovely but Liz Hurley tries WAAYYYY too hard. One day she'll shock us all with a photo of herself NOT half naked and NOT taken by her son. I foolishly made a silly bet with my lovely Dutchman yesterday that I would lose 17 kg by Christmas so haven't I gone and shot myself in the foot. But you know what, you have someone who loves you, who takes care of you and is there for you. That's the best feeling in the world. Happy birthday!ReplyDelete