Partying Like A MeeMaw And I Love It!

It has been the sweetest birthday. Just the sweetest. And I think I've basically done the same thing today that I did last year which was to go to Monticello with my husband and eat at Rancho Grande which is a fine Mexican restaurant and festive by its very decor and nature. 

Just one of the many glorious things in the restaurant. And my chilis rellenos were perfection. 

But before we went to Monticello, I had a perfectly perfect morning. I had gotten two boxes in the mail in the last week and kept them until today to open and they were both filled with such incredible gift treasures from people who so obviously know me to my bones that I cried. 
I am wearing one of the presents now and it is linen, blue, an overall dress, and has POCKETS everywhere. It checks all the boxes. 

The other box held things like this. 

Again- cotton, pom-pom trim AND the Virgin of Guadalupe. I could not be more pleased. Oh! And here's one of my mermaid eyes, made mermaid by eye make-up that was one of the gifts. 

I am an old crone mermaid but I am still a mermaid. In my mind, anyway. 

Lon and Lis called and sang and played Happy Birthday to me in delicious harmony and we got to talk for a few minutes. My oldest best friend called me from Maryland where she lives and we cackled like hens. Hank posted the sweetest, sweetest thing on Facebook. 

Mr. Moon gave me those beautiful roses and a card with a cat on it that looked just like Maurice if Maurice's scars were photoshopped out. 

I got to talk to Jessie and the boys who asked me if I knew they were going to see me soon. I told them that indeed I did! I've gotten beautiful texts from my babies and honestly, it could not have been a better birthday. I am overwhelmed and I have cried a lot for all the right reasons and we are yet to have our martinis! Which we are going to drink from the beautiful glasses. 

I'm going to make snapper flakes au gratin, ala Angelo's restaurant from way back in the day and I am extremely excited about that. Mr. Moon just cleaned the snapper. He caught it yesterday. My linen dress is as cool as it can be, and as comfortable as...a pair of overalls only more so because it's a dress. My new purse had its maiden voyage to Monticello today and there is not one thing about it that disappoints or annoys me about it. NOT ONE!

So that's me on my 69th birthday. Happy as if I had no sense, which is something my mother used to say, I think. Someone said it. But in fact, I do have sense, good sense, because I am damn well smart enough to know that I have everything in this world that a woman could ever need as well as a whole lot of things that a woman could want. 

And on top of everything, I have this community right here that I love and care for in so many ways. You have enriched my life, you have given me strength in times when I felt I had none. You have reassured me that I am not alone, you have accepted me for who I am, cuss words and Keith Richards obsession and all. You have celebrated the births of my grandchildren with me, you have gone through some deaths with me. 
I am so humbled by all of that. 

Thank you. 

As I wrote my children today, "From a military delivery room in a quonset hut in El Paso, Texas to here. It's been a ride!"  

Happy Friday, y'all. 

Love...Ms. Moon

P.S. Hank also posted this on Facebook today. 

Honest to god, I love that song. I am not a vegetarian but my flowing skirt does blow in a transcendental wind. I will say no more.