Yes, today I am sixty four.
Which is hilarious.
How could I possibly be sixty four? It’s a mystery. And I love it.
Poor Banjo Man has been sick with a cold for over a week now, so his plans to take me out last Friday (my dobro teacher’s blues band was playing in Hope Valley) didn’t work out. Neither did Plan B, a bluegrass evening at the Wood River Inn on Sunday.
I made Banjo Man curl up on the couch and watch the Patriots lose instead. He was sad, but comfortable.
I bought myself a new Fitbit (the CHARGE HR) for my birthday at a Black Friday sale. I think I wore out my last Fitbit. I’ll start wearing this new one today.
And I treated myself to this cd, which is a compilation of songs from musicians I like. I will listen to it when I am ironing half-square triangles for a baby quilt this afternoon.
Because of Pandora and Amazon, I now have a bigger cd collection.
Banjo Man hopes to feel well enough to go out to lunch, but I have half a Spicy Italian Subway sandwich in the refrigerator just in case he’s not up to venturing outside.
Yesterday was my last dobro lesson for at least a month, maybe more. We head to Texas for Christmas next week. So I think I’ll try out the new fingering techniques while playing along with my new cd this morning.
(Retirement is wonderful.)
Humming…..”Will you still need me, will you still feed me…”
Happy Birthday, More Pie! 🎉🎈🎂🎶👑🎤🎁 We will always need you and your sparkly self!
You are all that is good in this world! Keep on Rockin’ it!! 💖
Happy Birthday Kris Love you, Mom
Happy Birthday! Enjoy your day.