Yesterday was my birthday. I'm not quite ready for AARP, but I will be in . . . oh, about 364 days. :-) I'm not one of those people who claim they are 29 AGAIN. I'm proud of my age. I've lived a full life and I have no problem telling people how old I am when they ask. Maybe it's because my hubby constantly reminds me that I will ALWAYS be older than him. "No matter, honey, women live longer than men". I zing right back at him.
I did nothing of importance this weekend, except chilled out.
Friday night, Grandma Golla took the kidlet for a sleepover with her cousin, so hubby and I had a date night. Reservations at Flemings. YUM. Tried a new California wine, Treasure Hunter, and ate Porcini rubbed Filet Mignon--medium-rare--two inches thick--on a Gorgonzola cream sauce with grilled asparagus. One word of advice, NEVER overcook your steaks. It makes them tough. And if you take some leftovers home then it becomes shoe leather when you try to reheat it. And since it was my B-Day, I got a complimentary molten lava chocolate cake with vanilla ice cream in a cookie cup, sprinkled with pistachios. We waddled home and collapsed on the couch. I think we watched a movie, but don't quote me on that.
On Saturday, hubby picked up our kidlet and shopped for birthday cards and my cake, Merritt's turtle cake. We went to the Tulsa zoo and then ate a light dinner at the Outback Steakhouse. By light dinner, I mean we ate an appetizer for dinner--Onion Blossom. Yeah, I heard my arteries clogging, but did that stop me??
Then we came home and cut into the cake. It was a day early, but with the way I was eating I didn't know if it would be my LAST day!
My birthday rolls around on Sunday. I did laundry, ironing and hanging by the pool. My normal routine. The hubby and kidlet cleaned the house. I didn't mind, 'cause by this time I felt like a total sloth and was ready to get into my normal routine.
This week, I have two contests to enter and then I'm taking a writing break, sort of. I think I'm going to post my short stories on Smashwords and I need to figure that out, plus I've come up with a Halloween inspired short story.
Until later,
Write on!
Happy Birthday again!!!!!!! I'm glad you had such a good time. I can empathize with the over-eating. Did that, done that, and still doing that. Drat it.
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I LOVE the way you celebrate!
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2nd Edie with Good Luck on the contests!!!
Thanks for the luck, Edie and Meg! I really connected with this story and I hope I did my job and connected the reader to the characters. :-) But, now that I've said it, I've learned to never think a judge will automatically 'connect' with my writing.
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