Today, I am elebenty squillion years old. I really am. I was there and I ought know.
It is a traditon these past years that on my birthday assuming it is a weekday, my son who teaches middle school in Charlotte NC will ask his class if they would like to sing Happy Birthday to me. So if they agree they would like to by a majority, he fires up his cell phone and calls me three times total on my birthday so that three of the classes can sing Happy Birthday to me. I got the first call at 0930. I love it. It's an honor as far as I see it. 🔆 Makes the day even more special.
Last night one of my sons and his wife and I had supper at my daughter-in-law's Grandmother's home. Talk about delicious! Now she can't read this so you know I am telling the truth. I overate the broccoli casserole because I have never tasted one that delicious in all my days. (elebenty squillion of 'em.) I asked for the recipe but it didn't seem forthcoming. That's alright. Everyone has their secret recipe.
My next phone call with a song (if the kids want to) will be 1130. Next after that about 1415. I always get three.
Tomorrow, two sons and daughter-in-law will squire me to supper and stay a bit. SO looking forward to that. They can't make it today and that is fine as I have a class to attend tonight till 9. I missed last Thursday's class as I was still in Knoxville and could not make it back in time.
You all have a happy day today and be grateful for anything you wish to be grateful for. xox