Who knows what's next. The world is my oyster! I'm feeling awfully free.
For my birthday last week I was fed lots of treats. We had family dinner the night before the Big Day at a little Italian restaurant where Dad harassed the waitstaff and said unladylike things at the table causing Mom to make faces of appalment, like this one ...
Here we all are acting right.
On my birthday morning, Brett did not pull me out bed by my ankles like he normally does. I woke up before him, just a-wiggling with excitement. I tried to pull him out bed by his ankles but he weighs a lot and I just wound up bunching the rug with my feet as they slid closer to the bed with every pull.
He went off to work and I goofed off in my workshop even though I was supposed to be working.
That evening, Brett surprised me with a swanky dinner with my beloved Ari and Nate and then we got to go over to their new house and boy is it exciting! Did I tell you they bought a house? Maybe someday I'll get over there with my camera. It's just the greatest place in West Ashley on a little peninsula island dohickey.
I spent all of Saturday in "the flower-shop" (garage) listening to juicy Podcasts while making my final centerpieces. I've been inspired by the Podcasts and if I had something to say, I'd sure love to do one.
Brett did assorted lawn care jobs and at 6:00 we took the pups over to the dock for some salty air and dolphin hunting. We showed up just in time to crash Dad's tomato themed dinner. It was delicious and homey and southern. Tomato-pie, okra stewed in tomatoes, a cucumber and tomato salad ... it just felt an awful lot like home.
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