Wrong! It is not just Tuesday.
It’s my birthday!
Twenty-nine long years ago (that’s my story and I’m sticking to it) instead of getting a turkey my mother got me on Thanksgiving day, late in the afternoon.
Of course there are those who would argue differently; that she did indeed get a turkey. Since they aren’t here and I am, we’re keeping with the baby version of the story.
No pictures I’m afraid. I planned to get them from my mom then got behind on everything and forgot. I still plan to get them from her and make copies so I’ll put some up eventually. I was cute though. Blonde hair and blue eyes. As a little girl I used to wish I would grow up and look like her but I was thinking about it the other day and realized my wish had already come true, I did look like her. Just not when I wanted to. In another post I talk about my mom’s black hair and green eyes but surprisingly we started out with the same coloring. As she got older her hair turned darker and mine went to a strawberry blonde and then a reddish-brown. Our baby blues turned to Irish green eyes. Funny how that worked out, huh?
We’re going out to eat and maybe to the movies to celebrate. Later tonight there is a basketball game. Duke is playing. Yay! I’m taping them so I don’t miss the game. Do they have basketball on Thanksgiving? I’ve never thought to check before. Probably not but I’ll check.
Anyway I’m blessed with my kids, kid-in-law, my husband, my animals, our families, and good friends.
Here’s to another year, lots of writing and good music.