What’s with birthdays anyways? A week of treat. This is what I like in Uncle Sam’s country. If it’s your birthday, you can expect to have lunches, dinners, and treats without shedding-out a single cent. Very much different with how birthdays are celebrated in the
Kristine started my birthday week with a lunch at Pasta Primavera.
The day of my birthday was a Pirate party at
Friday was lunch with good buddies in Accounting Department, again Pasta Primavera.
Weekend was a buffet with family and relatives.
Speaking of birthdays, I share birth month with a close friend from high school – igan Bu. I haven’t seen her since the high school reunion in
But it’s not all vanity; they say too that July-born women are more loving and caring than women of other birth months.
Here, look at igan's luggage-full of just purses and shoes, yes exclusive for just purses and shoes to use for a five-day business trip with matching pirate treasures…she has a big bag, or a chest, full of these thingies she calls “happiness.” Isn’t that loving and caring? Of oneself it is – and vanity is the right word. No matter how it started – it ends up to the V-thingy. Well…it’s our birthday – so just bear with us on this blog.
Igs, thanks for these lovely thingies on my ears and neck :-)
To me fair friend, you never can be old. For as you were when first your eye I eye'd, such seems your beauty still. William Shakespeare
P.S. Big hug and kisses to all my friends who remembered me on my birthday with their emails, ecards, phone calls, treats, and gifts :-)
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