Sunday, September 20, 2015

Rambling: I get older

I turned fifty recently.


Five decades.

Half a hundred.

Also, fifty.

Himself gave me a magnificent birthday week. I suspect that I was taught as a child not to brag about such things in detail, but please consider me to be squealing delightedly.

(The storm trooper? Well, I was looking for glitter, and our birthday vacation did include Disney, so...)

Image: By Nehrams2020. Wikimedia Commons.


  1. brag away! I can't wait to hear the details. The Happiest of Happy New Years. Let's celebrate when we are in the same city!

  2. Thanks! (Belatedly. I keep missing comments. Bad chicken!)