I’m really not that excited about turning 61 but it’s a reason for cake, soo…..
A birthday gift from the universe: I sold a few books AND the cotton painting that is hanging in the BREC Bluebonnet Swamp Spectactular. Thank you universe!
Richard has a doctor’s appointment, so we’re off to Alex for a few hours, perhaps dinner, and a quiet evening at home. The kids and grandies ALL showed up (at different times) for supper or lunch. This means lots of cooking and dishes–not my turn since it is my birthday celebration–and cake. Twice. Different kids means different cakes. Go me!
And that, dear friends, is the chaotic weekend in a nutshell.
