I have one last birthday story to share.
This is my Mom (who prefers pictures taken from behind)
on a walk in our favorite park. When Mom/Patty visited
we went to Hills and Dales park frequently for picnics,
walks or to feed the fish.
My Mom is creative and a little twisted. That is
apparently where I get it. Anyway, several days before
my birthday, I received two birthday cards from Mom.
She loves shopping for sassy Birthday cards, so
I was not surprised (that one had a Wizard of Oz type
monkey on it, the other talked about life not having
intermissions so you have to pee when you can).
Traditionally, there is a birthday check enclosed with a
birthday card. However, this year, both cards said:
"Gift is in the other card." Of course, there was no check to
be found, in either card. I came to that conclusion
after ripping envelopes apart and closely inspecting both cards.
I called Mom and asked, so "was this a senile moment,
or were you messing with me?" Her long, satisfied
laugh answered that question.