For the record – I really don’t feel any older. I’m not sure I act it either! 😉
And for those of you who are wondering what I did on my birthday weekend – I enjoyed it!
I ate chocolate at every meal.
Took a snowy walk with my honey in the sunshine.
Spent time laughing with my kids.
Felt loved and cherished by their gifts.
Sat on the couch and quilted while watching the Olympics.
Ate chocolate ganache right off the spoon.
Had delicious birthday cheesecake from my very own cheesecake fairy. (I love you Dorothy!)
And counted my blessings, not my years.
And that, dear friends, is how it should be.
4 thoughts on “In Which I Turn Another Year Older”
Glad you had a great birthday weekend. I too count my blessings and not the years.
Ahhhh, he’s YOUNG friend. Counting friends, blessings, lots of 7’s, and extraordinary days. 76 only 7 more days ??????????????I’m so glad you are part of my cyber family. Please enjoy more chocolate, any form, for me.
Oh dear… Thar was ‘ Ah YES’ … Dear friend. ????????????????
I love the sentiment of counting blessings, not years. Happy Birthday!