It has been the most low-key, sweetest, stress-free birthday I believe I may have ever had.
I have enjoyed it so very much.
My darling friend Liz Sparks wanted to take me out to lunch and we tried to figure out where and so forth and I finally just texted and said for her to come out here and I'd make sandwiches and we could go to the river and that's exactly what we did. Do you see that beautiful chicken altar? She made it for me. And we talked and talked and talked and talked because that's what you do with people you love to pieces and we dipped in the holy cold water of the Wacissa and then Mr. Moon came down and joined us. He drove the convertible down and when I drove home with him, it began to rain and it was lovely and beautiful and we left the top down and barely got wet at all but still, I felt doubly blessed with holy water, both from the sky and from the earth.
We'd been discussing going out for supper all day long. Again- where? Owen said he would like the Chinese buffet but NOT Cinco de Mayo because that place makes him feel sick and so many places were suggested and finally I just realized that I didn't want to go out. I just want to stay home with my sweetie and not wear a bra and witness the falling rain right here and that's what we're doing. Mr. Moon gave me a beautiful necklace from River Lily in Apalachicola that I admired back in May and how that happened I do not know. Jessie? Lily?
A tiny ginkgo leaf on a string of fresh-water pearls with a pearl dangling from it and it is perfect and I love it. Honestly, I wasn't expecting a darn thing this birthday and I'm not saying that in a martyry sort of way at all. I have everything in the world I need and everything in the world I want and to tell you the truth, I bought myself a pair of red shoes in Asheville that I will be wearing for the rest of my life and after that, I figure that May will wear them because I think she'll like them too and we wear the same size shoe.
My motto is: You CANNOT have a bad time when you're wearing a pair of red shoes.
And to make things even more perfect, I've gotten sweet phone calls from friends including the Official Birthday Phone Call from Lon and Lis who sang happy birthday and get this- Lon had surgery to blast a kidney stone today and had a breathing tube down his throat three hours before he sang to me and if that ain't love, baby, I can't begin to know what love is.
And he sounded great!
He's a professional.
So. Here I am, sixty-two years old and I just feel so lucky and tomorrow I'm going to have lunch at the Indian Buffet with Lily and Jason and the children and hopefully Hank and our friend Anna and I'm having a martini with a pickled okra in it and I'm going to make a pot of chicken stew with yankee dumplings and I'm wearing my necklace and it is still raining. I feel loved and I feel lucky.
Sure can't beat that.
And thank you, Lori. I clucking love you to pieces.
It's been just a wonderful day and possibly one of the best birthdays of my life.