I'm 65 and I guess that puts me in with the geriatrics. But if there were fifteen months in every year, I'd only be 48. That's the trouble with us. We number everything. Take women, for example. I think they deserve to have more than twelve years between the ages of 28 and 40. - James Thurber
Today is my mom's birthday. If I could, I would give her:
- a new back that didn't ever hurt or require surgery (Hey, how about a new body that doesn't hurt? That would be nice.)
- a round-the-world cruise, with extended time in Florence
- a new computer (a Mac this time)
- Grandma's persimmon cookie recipe voodoo - she never wrote it down; it went with her and kept the suckers from spreading while baking
- a house around the corner, with gardens right out of Sunset and a pair of doves nesting in a back yard Japanese maple, and
- something fabulously pretty that makes her feel like a million dollars every time she wears it
I love you, Mom. It's going to be a good year. Smooches!
2 comments:
Oh my darling offspring unit...you know my heart!! BTW...now I can get airline flights cheaper. You know what that means!!
Oh yes, I would like grandma's dill pickle recipe too, along with the persimmon cookie voodoo...how DID she get those cookies so perfectly...tall??? It has to have something to do with the ripeness of the persimmons, maybe? That's the only "independent variable" I can think of.
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