| You know it's my birthday, ta da da dant, you know it's my birthday, ta da da dant... Chronicles of a 58-year-old's birthday. Oh, boy, is this going to be boring, ha, ha.
Best picture of the day. Right here. Not taken today but a couple of weeks ago when we had our first real snow. We've got snow out there right now, too. We had a good storm on Thursday evening. Mother Nature dumped four inches of the stuff. That's enough to shut the schools down around here. Here it is Sunday and the snow is still out there just as thick because the temperatures have been at freezing and below since then. This isn't like Ohio. I keep thinking I'm back in Canada!
Am sitting here with the window open and sealed up as best as it can be sealed so that the cat can be ensconced comfortably if not a little coldly in the catquarium. The little draft I'm feeling is better than having Dusky's smelly tail stuck in my face and blocking my computer screen. Well, it's not smelly all the time but those times it is...phew!!! So far, the only plans that I know we have for the evening are going to an Italian restaurant called Bravo! Bill's boss gave him a gift certificate a month ago to thank him for all his work and efforts on the job. We actually should have used that for his birthday but on his birthday we used a gift certificate for the Texas Roadhouse that Bill got from the neighbor's for chopping up a tree that fell during a windy thunderstorm during the summer. The neighbors all know now that we, or rather really I, are/am in the market for all the deadwood that falls from their trees. I'm a great firewood hoarder from way back. What's funny now is that several people have now coveted my firewood for their own backyard fire pits. Okay, now I remember why we went to the Roadhouse at that time. It was because his birthday was on a Thursday and the Roadhouse was closer instead of having to drive all the way over to West Chester so late. He had worked till 7:30 that night. Now with my birthday being on Sunday we have more leisurely time to make the drive and get there earlier. I mention this because, well, I'm trying to fill space, heh, heh, but also because the Roadhouse is not his favorite place so that's why it should have been my birthday treat and not his. But, oh, well, too late now. We will enjoy it today.
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