It’s about to twinkle out. My birthday showed up, and now I’m only 365 days away from 80.
What special thing did I do to celebrate? Nothing.
My day fell into line with most of the previous days this year.
I walked with my four dogs. Twice.
I did the dishes. Twice
I had breakfast with Sue Jones. Very enjoyable.
I had lunch with Spike McGuire. Very enjoyable.
Sherry and I played a card game called Trash. Sherry won. Twice.
Sherry and I went to the Tap Shack and had chicken and bacon sandwiches. Tasty.
We stayed to listen to Ev and his band play in the parking lot.
We were tired. We left for home while Ev’s band set up.
We finished our jigsaw puzzle. At last.
We hugged. And hugged some more.
Conclusion: My 79th birthday was one of my favorite birthdays ever.
It’s not me