I do not even know where to begin this posting. Yesterday I wrote about waiting for my big zero birthday. I wasn't very excited about it but, when I went to bed last night I was positively dreading today. When I awakened today I felt resigned to the fact that the big day was here, like it or not. My mood lightened considerably when I came into my office, sat down at my laptop and there, right in front of me was the homemade birthday card the Three Musketeers had lovingly crafted, complete with family signatures. A priceless treasure, to be sure. Upon logging into Outlook and Facebook, I discovered many, many greetings from friends and relatives - another reason to smile big!
My SO and I had made plans to travel north, I'd see my bone cruncher, we'd do a little Christmas shopping and then have lunch with one of our favorite people in the world. Wearing 'special' earrings that do not appear special but are, to me, I was finally dressed, ready to go and my last task was to put on shoes and socks. A bit in a hurry, I did not realize each foot had on a different colored sock until I stood up, ready to dash for the car and, fortunately, looked down, noticed my fashion gaffe and was able to correct it before leaving the condo. This, I thought, does not bode well for future years.
The road trip north and back was relaxing as we took county and state roads and were able to drive slow enough to look around and notice details about the farms, farmland, crops, and the communities we drove through.
Just when I thought this day could not get any more special and personally heartwarming, the choir that I direct engineered a little surprise party, much to my......surprise! The men brought cards, more balloons than I'd ever imagine, beverages, gourmet cupcakes that were to die for, and the piece de resistance, a large box of Godiva chocolates. Best of all, they sang Happy Birthday, as only male singers can serenade, complete with four-part harmony. Heaven...... After arriving home for the night, my SO presented me with a gorgeous fabric that can be used either as a table runner or a shoulder shawl.
Life is good. I went from zero to sixty in a very short time and loved every minute of it.
Ancora imparo
