Today is the last day of being in my fifties. I don't know if that's a good thing or bad but at least it's not bothering me. If anyone happens to have enough nerve to ask how old I am, I'm still sticking with 56.
We all went to dinner at Salty Iguana - Dad, Karen, Michael, Ashley, Melissa and Violet. Karen thought she was real cute with her birthday card indicating I was either born in biblical times or at the time Columbus discovered America - "Forsooth! We hath delivered unto this flat earth a wondrous child!" Yuk, yuk! I'm still trying to figure it out.
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