What does 70 feel like? Frankly, about the same as 69, or even 60. It’s meant many Facebook wishes, texts from friends, a few cards (not many do them anymore), flowers from my financial advisor, video and FaceTime birthday greetings from my grandsons and daughters and several meals out with John. Being John, we went to our usual Mexican restaurant for dinner and the next day–lunch at Applebees because of a 1 appetizer and two entree deal for $25. Both places bring back fond and poignant memories of family get togethers, special occasions and lunches out with my parents. We used to love to share Applebee’s Sizzling Caramel apple pie!
Speaking of sizzling, an ill-timed walk in the heat left me “glowing” for John’s arrival.
The owner of San Blas is a petunia whisperer; I’ve known her for decades through our family patronage and she swears these plants are small when she buys them. John insisted on a photo! We split our favorite fajita quesadilla and had Negra Modelo on tap–a 16 for me and a 24 for him.
My financial guy is very generous with flowers, gifts and lunches at my favorite waterfront restaurant. John, the cynic, “He must be making a lot of money off you.” I prefer to think that Chris is a thoughtful and astute advisor who wants to continue managing my accounts. 🙂
After our Applebees lunch (delicious and reasonably priced, with a friendly server), we took a walk around a nearby lake, stopping at this rocking swing for a photo op. Naturally, John paused several times along the way to interrogate ask people fishing about their catches, bait, poles, etc. Is anyone surprised?
Anders is in the midst of singing Happy Birthday to Grandma and Carol is wondering what in the world is happening. I think she’s often puzzled by the two small humans who have entered her territory.
These boys ran around in the heat and got too sweaty, so I chatted with them while they cooled off in the basement in their underwear. Can you see my turquoise tee-shirt in the background? Tomorrow their mom and I will take them off to a city an hour away where we’ll visit a bug and reptile museum. I never would have envisioned the activities that would bring me joy; at 70 (or at any age), I vow to remain open to new and unexpected adventures, even scary insects.
Today my friend and I will continue our coffee crawl by buying something at a participating coffee kiosk, having lunch at another place and then getting a treat at a third business. Sbux still owes me a free drink too!
And normal life goes on with my birthday behind me…thankfully.
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