So my birthday is coming up. It's the BIG one... The BIG 5-0! Yesterday my husband, Russell, surprised me with a reverse surprise birthday party. What is a "reverse surprise" birthday party? It's when the people come to you, not you to them. We had plans with two of our favorite friends, Deb and Randy, already and soon the doorbell started ringing. It was my dear friend, Warren, fresh from his hip replacement surgery. He had a lovely bottle of Prosecco and I honestly thought he was just in the neighborhood. He wished me a "Happy Birthday" and I said, 'Please, come and join us. Eat!' Deb and Randy said, 'We were the reason to keep you home.' Our daughters knew and it seems everyone I know and love knew too... Thank goodness I was clean! I had NO idea! Zero! Zip! Nada! It took a while to compute these people came for me. Other dear friends, Kris and Vanessa came. Vanessa is opening a new shop next week and is exhausted. They are such dear, dears. Steve and Jamie came with their new son, Max. (I have a crush on Max. I am the ultimate cougar it seems.) Jamie had a very difficult birth and the two are tired so that was a treat to both meet Max and see them. My friend Cindy stopped by and Russ arranged for other out of town dear ones to call, like my friend, Heather, who recently moved to Nevada and my best friend, Claire. (Claire was willing to fly in from California for the weekend too!) I have not had a birthday party since I was 12. I still cannot believe he put all this together... I guess this means I have to be nice to him... NAH!!!!
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