I always liked having my birthday on St Patrick’s Day. One because really it’s not a holiday like Christmas when no one wants to give you a birthday present.. Everyone always remembered my birthday. Well every year on this day I look back on my life and kind of have a balance sheet of what’s gone right, gone wrong and can I fix it. Sometimes things are un fixable (is that even a word) and then a decision has to be made, and I think this year is the year for a decision on my life.
Well on a happier note, I went out to lunch yesterday with my mother in-law and sister in law for my birthday. I had the most delicious lunch something I would not normally have , a short rib sandwich with emmenthal (spelling) cheese, toasted on 8 grain bread. Now short ribs are a bit greasy and I have never cooked them, but this was heaven in bread. Well since its my birthday its all about me today, time for a pedicure, maybe a manicure, the shopper is treating me to lunch, and then a little shopping, still never made it to IKEA, so maybe there. There will be no cooking or cleaning in this homestead today I can promise you that,
Whets on your agenda today