The Birthday Grouch

Yesterday was my Birthday. I am 56. I am chuckling inside at the moment because it is another one of those years where I think I am the wrong age. So all year I truly thought I was 56, and then voila, my birthday comes around and I am surprised to find I have once again gained a year instead of aging up. Thus there are some benefits to being scatter brained πŸ˜‰

It was a good birthday for many reasons, one of them is coming to recognize that if I don’t let others celebrate me, I won’t have anything to grouch about πŸ™„ and I do love to birthday grouch. I am not quite sure how to have a birthday without it. Hummm…..perhaps I should give it a try next year? What a perfect way to confuse the heck out of everyone. Yep, that could definitely be fun, hehehe.

I was taken to lunch by a very old friend, we celebrated our 50th anniversary with some tasty flautas and good conversation.

Then I spent the afternoon with Liebe Lee and my mother laying out the quilt they are making together, and fussing over the one my mother and I started. Liebe Lee followed the YouTube directions and so everything is going smoothly, whereas I on the other hand improvised……sigh πŸ˜‘

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When we came home later that evening my oldest and the grandsons were making pizza and we splurged on eclairs. I was serenaded opera style, and in the doings of the evening I discovered how to eliminate the reason I have always hated my birthday. For you see it is that singing part, where everyone is looking and you’re sitting doing nothing but wanting to disappear. Well, if you sing along, join in the fun and sing happy birthday to me in the silliest way possible, you can forget about the eyes of others.

So it was an all around very good day. Oh yes I also received a splendiforous gift! An email arrived as I was turning in for the night, my sweet cousin is coming for a visit next month. This was the sprinkles on the icing of my cake.

Praise God from whom all blessings flow.

❀️ Belinda

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