Well, that's pretty much what I look like now that I'm sixty-eight, warts, wrinkles, age spots, sags and all. When Maggie was giving me the make-over Monday night, she was pretty convinced that her Claire's powder would cover some of that mess up. She had to admit defeat though and concentrate on the eye-shadow. In this picture, which Lily took, I am wearing the earrings she made for me. Aren't they pretty?
It's been such a sweet birthday!
I woke up to find these by the coffee pot with a love note from my sweetheart. I pondered what it was I wanted to do today and decided that I wanted to go to Monticello AND the river and that is what we did. We did a little shopping at my favorite antique store there where I had to go and cuddle and kiss my baby doll.
Y'all- something is very wrong with me. I yearn to bring this poor, slightly possessed, flaking, orange-eyed thing home. I mean, everyone that I show her to thinks I'm joking but my heart wants to give her a good final place to live where she knows she is loved. They are asking way too much money for her and she lives in a tiny dark room upstairs at the shop and no one is going to buy her, I think, so I will make an offer on her. I should have done it today.
I am a little obsessed and I truly do not know why.
We went to another store that Lily and I went to about a month or so ago that is so pretty.
Especially the part with plants. And I asked Mr. Moon to buy me a little begonia and he did.
I do love a begonia!
Then we went to the Mexican restaurant and had a nice meal.
Then home, a change into our bathing costumes, and down to the river where we met up with Lily and the OMG's and we cooled off in the river and enjoyed each other's company and they gave me a Little Debby birthday cake-ette with a golden candle.
And then of course, the skies let loose and we all hurried home.
It's been about perfect.
This morning Hank started sending me gifs, including this one.
Which I love so much.
In case you can't tell, it's Keith Richards fending off a guy who got past stage security and was heading right towards Mick Jagger, with cat-like swiftness and a guitar .
I mean really- who doesn't love that?
And now I think that yes, Mr. Moon is going to grill us some more fish and a martini is in the offing and a chat with Lis and Lon and I can't imagine a better day, all in all. One of the very best parts of it is that not only did Mr. Moon sweetly agree to accompany me shopping and to lunch and then to the river, but that being with him was what I wanted to do.
I am so very lucky in love.
All right. I am older but not yet ancient. Also, no wiser. I'm waiting for that part of aging to show up, drumming my fingers on the table and thinking of a doll that no one else wants.
Love those flowers in the jar. So colourful.ReplyDelete
Aren't they? I love reds and purples together.Delete
Happy Birthday, Mary! I'm so glad that you had a perfect day! I agree with you that the baby doll needs a good home and there's no better home than yours❤️ ---SharonZ (Publix)ReplyDelete
I think next week I'll go adopt her.Delete
I understand about the doll. There's something profoundly sad about an unloved toy that was at one time a cherished playmate to a small child. I hope it works out so you can bring her home.ReplyDelete
Thank you for understanding.Delete
I love the flowers. I love the love at your house. But that doll? I'm torn between thinking she's rolling her eyes and saying, "Oh, fer f---'s sake!" or demonically possessed. I can't really decide. However, for what it is worth, I wouldn't risk it. Happy birthday. 68 looks good on you!ReplyDelete
I do not believe that toys can be haunted. It's just that her eyes are a little broken. She touches my heart. As a friend said to me once, "We are all broken toys."Delete
What if someone else spots the doll and gives it a new home? You'll be devastated then. Go on! Go back! Offer twenty five bucks or barter with an item you already possess.ReplyDelete
Well, if someone else buys her before I get back, I can only assume that they too wanted to love her. But I will go back next week.Delete
your day sounds just about perfection! Yes, go back and get the doll, though I do agree that she looks almost demonically possessed. iIwould trust Linda Sue would (and will) whip up some appropriate attire and headcovering for her....so she would look more *loving*? LOL! Bottoms up and happy birthday again, Ms MoonReplyDelete
PS You are pretty much rocking 68! YES!Delete
She has a lovely dress already. I may just let her live in that one. She also has panties- I checked!Delete
Mr. Pudding read my mind! Also I love your face !!! Hippy Birthday,love.ReplyDelete
Thank you, Linda Sue. You are a treasure.Delete
So nice to see your face in your red framed glasses and, yes, the earrings are so pretty! Your day does sound like it has been perfectly perfect for you and your birthday!ReplyDelete
It was exactly the birthday I wanted!Delete
Happy begonia birthday.ReplyDelete
Thank you! And I hope your daughter had a good birthday too, Joanne.Delete
First, Happy Birthday. And thank you for the present you give us every day, by sharing your life with us.ReplyDelete
Oh, Carol- that is so sweet.Delete
We all need to be loved. Buy the doll, Mary. I had one just like her. Her body was soft vinyl and deteriorated over the years. I still have her head. I know, T.M.I., lol.ReplyDelete
I understand! And yes- this one has a soft body too. I need to look her up online to get a little history.Delete
Happy Birthday Mrs. Moon! I do so love your blog and inviting me daily into your home and life is just plain old awesomeness...xoxooxReplyDelete
That makes me happy! Thank you!Delete
Happy birthday darling Mary! You deserve everything good! Big hugs. Rosemarie/37paddingtonReplyDelete
Thank you, darling Rosemarie! Big hugs and hand-holding back to you.Delete
Lovely birthday! Just what you're supposed to have. Waking to flowers, even!ReplyDelete
I know. I'm so lucky.Delete
You did all the things! Happy birthday!ReplyDelete
I did ALL the things!Delete
Happy, happy birthday Mary Moon!ReplyDelete
Thanks. It really was a happy birthday.Delete
I say get the doll and explore it to see whether there's something EXTREMELY VALUABLE inside. Happy Birthday, Ms. Moon!ReplyDelete
But I'd have to cut her open! But I do think I'll get her.Delete
What a wonderful birthday. By all means get the doll. Check the back of the neck to see what company made it. Not all are marked. She'll look better inReplyDelete
your home than a dark attic at the antique store. This is a 2-martini night!
It was definitely a two-martini night!Delete
That sounded like the perfect day for you! I carefully studied the portrait Lily captured of her beloved Mother - I had to hunt for a wrinkle and couldn’t find anything resembling sagginess. You are ageing gracefully - stop being self-deprecating. With the amount of pure love that flows from you and your undeniable gift of expression, you really are quite perfect at 68 😉ReplyDelete
Oh my god. I am the saggiest, wrinkledest thing out there! But thank you, Desiree.Delete
Buy the doll. Have Mr Moon make a little doll size crib and gather some bedding so she can sleep.ReplyDelete
You look lovely in that photo, love the earrings :)
You had a wonderful day, just as you deserved.
We do have a little doll bed that Glen's daddy made for the children. And his mother made bedding so we're all set there!Delete
It sounds like the perfect kind of birthday day, filled with love. You are blessed Mary.ReplyDelete
And I know it, Lady!Delete
You look mahvelous my dear. Pretty flowers, wonderful day.ReplyDelete
Oh, Ellen. You're so sweet.Delete
I love that second shop too - it's mostly because of the plants also. Not too sure about the doll but if that's where your heart goes I'd say buy it. Happy birthday Ms Moon!ReplyDelete
The only problem with that second shop is that the smell of potpourris is enough to make your head hurt. So I hustle back to where the plants are.Delete
Sounds like it was a grand day. Many happy returns, Ms Moon!ReplyDelete
It WAS! Thank you!Delete
That's a fantastic photo of you and I love the new earrings. I'm glad you had a good day and got to do all the things you wanted to do! I do not understand the baby doll obsession, however. :)ReplyDelete
Well, Steve, that makes two of us! I don't understand it either!Delete
I think there is a neglected child feel to that doll that touches an old wound in you and that it could be healing to take her home and love her. I see a lot of "poupées perdues" (lost dolls) at the vide greniers ("empty the attic" or flea markets) in France and there is something haunting about them. Glad you had such a sweet birthday with the Mister. Sending love. N2ReplyDelete
PS: Repainting dolly's eyes will give her a wholly different character methinks.Delete
I think you got it exactly right- she is abandoned and neglected. She deserves to be loved now.Delete
I can't repaint the eyes. They are actually mechanical and roll.
I'm happy that you had a happy birthday.ReplyDelete
I did! And thank you!Delete
Happy Birthday- I hope your year ahead is a wonderful one.Sounds like your birthday was very happy doing things you enjoy. I like your mischievous smile. Make an offer on the doll!ReplyDelete
I will! Thank you!Delete
Go rescue that baby doll :)
I say, if you've sat on something that long, it's clear it's worth buying. Definitely make an offer you're ok with, and I bet they accept. Enjoy your creepy baby! xx JoReplyDelete