Happy Birthday, Logan!

Logan will be 6 on December 9th.  He is growing up to be quite a guy!  He's so sweet and caring in all he does.  He's excelling in all his subjects at school, and he does well athletically.
Last night we had his party at Bounce U.

 

61! How'd that happen?

Yesterday was my 61st birthday, oh my.... here I am a real "senior", and I can hardly believe it.  The time sure does fly.

My sister invited me out for drinks and dinner at Skinflints, a bar/eatery that has been in the neighborhood for more years than I can even remember.  We were having drinks (jack daniels on the rocks for me, a very dark black russian for her), and talking, and I mentioned how much I missed Logan.  Not long after that, Melissa and Logan came in and surprised me.  That was great.  I was immediately disappointed that I had not taken my camera, but luckily Melissa had her phone camera and took a couple of shots.

Later, in the evening, I hung out with Evie, and she had a strawberry shortcake for me.  Yum!

the column behind him is a waterfall of sorts

my beautiful niece/godchild, and great-nephew

Logan, me, and my sister, Tree

Welcome May and my birthday

In a few more minutes my May 6th 2013 birthday will be over.  It was mostly a quiet day, though I got phone calls from my family, and birthday wishes online, and a yummy cake from my friend, Evie, which we ate too much of.  Melissa made a video of Logan singing me Happy Birthday, and that was the most precious gift I could get.  At the end, he whispers "I love you."  And the look in his eyes makes my heart melt.

So, I am 59 now.  It boggles my brain.  I just don't remember getting to this age.  The time went so quickly, and now I am at the end of my fifties.  Geesh.

Welcome to May.  I hope it continues to be a cool month, as it has been of late.  It's our last chance for really decent weather before the summer descends.

my birthday

7 am, on this, my birthday. Woke in the dark, and have been sitting here perusing the web. I may, or may not, go back to bed to catch a couple of hours. Right now birds are chirping, the crows are calling, and the streets are quiet on this Sunday morning.

So, what does it feel like to turn 58? Hmmm, that's a hard one.

It feels kinda old compared to my head, which I believe feels much younger... or thinks much younger, as the case may be. I am not as bold as I was when I was around 37 and younger, I'd say. But after that, my fathe died, and I lost some of my pizazz. I'm still looking for it. But I do feel at least 40ish, NOT 58. I am no longer the "older woman", just the "old woman"... yikes! My body feels it. Being fairly sedentary, the aches and pains have set in, and if it's not one thing it's another. I'd like to think "it's just a number", but damn, it's a real age.

This afternoon, I'm going to a "birthday/mother's day" luncheon with my mom, sister, niece, great-nephew, and ex-brother-in-law (my niece's father). I haven't seen Logan in over two months, and can't wait.

So, later on I will post this blog entry, and have some pics to show you, too, hopefully.


5pm

Well, pics didn't come out so good today, so I won't post many, lest I embarrass anyone, least of all myself. Melissa and Logan always look pretty good, so they get pics published. :)
 
Thanks to all of you who've sent me birthday wishes.
 

birthday goodies

Today I got some pre-birthday gifts.  A delivery of beautiful roses from my Aunt Ev, and a pedicure and sandels from my sister, who also took me to lunch.  Ain't I lucky?!  Thank you, Aunt Ev and Tree!

the days of May

When May comes, so does my birthday (on the 6th), and that is always an issue to be dealt with to some degree. Then comes my father's birthday on the 16th, and the reminder of his smile, and how he added a whole new feeling to a room when he walked in, and how much I will always miss him. The day after that I am reminded of the trip I made to Finland six years ago, in search of love. And though I have come to terms with it, it looms large in my collection of life's events.


The problem with my birthday is that I often get depressed when it's coming... it usually starts about two weeks before, but this year I don't feel so down. I don't want to get depressed about it. It's silly. It's not because I'm getting older, because I had these feelings when I was in my twenties and thirties, even. Perhaps I have felt that too many years pass by without consequence, but I'd rather look ahead than cry over spilled milk.

So, I am not so much feeling the depressing feeling this year, and I remember last year I wasn't too close to it either (if I remember right). In looking back in my blog, it didn't seem like any depression was going on, but of course I could've been closed mouth about it. Maybe I am outgrowing it; afterall, I'm going to be 58 years old. Oh, Lord, how did that happen. Ha.

I will just take each day as it comes, and try to live in it fully.

yer birthday - the beatles

Posting/playing this song (that I like to play for myself on my birthday) was about as exciting as the day got! Wooo-hooo!