So I met my daughter and the restaurant we wanted to go to was closed, so we went somewhere else. Still had a nice meal and despite some windy weather we sat on the patio. She said "I guess you wanted me to put your present in the house." Huh, Present? She came home from school at 2:30 and found the flowers sitting on the step even though it said "5:00" on the tag. But that's fine. So I want to take a picture and put them on the ironing board that I hadn't put away by the fireplace. Great. I turn around and Max decides he's got to jump up there and check this out, thus knocking over the ironing board. The kid and I are both screaming "Nooooooo Maaaaaax!" as we dive and I have visions of the gorgeous heavy glass vase in a thousand pieces not 10 min. after ttaking it out of the box. God! But it slid straight down and probably only spilled 1/10 of the water and ended up upright. Whoa. I think I aged another year. LOL So thank you my sweet for the flowers and to everyone for the good wishes, it made my day special. And seems Kris and I have cats cut from the same naughty cloth.
Sigh. Another year flown past. By the time I'm 80 I'll feel like I'm having a birthday every freaking week. Kind of a tough one for me. Closer to the 5-0 than the 4-0 now. Ugh. I don't FEEL that old. Then I think too much and get depressed. Double Ugh.
Anyway, in honour of my day, I will share some of my favourite fresh baked cookies, some that I don't usually put up, and they are young and fragile, so treat them gently, they aren't used to being handled too much.