Happy Birthday to me!It's my birthday and I have a dear friend and his daughter visiting me, and I went mini golfing at Brigham's, and I had Chocolate Torte and happiness. Details....please.
Jim and his lovely daughter came up to the Cape to help me celebrate my birthday. They were visiting his family in Delaware for Gram's 92nd birthday. Hurray, Gram! Anyway, app
arently if someone gets an invitation to the Cape someone should never ever even consider saying no. They got one, and they said YES. Hurray, Me. So, they get the Cape, and IIIII get friends and good times and what I like to call.....the Birthday Week.
arently if someone gets an invitation to the Cape someone should never ever even consider saying no. They got one, and they said YES. Hurray, Me. So, they get the Cape, and IIIII get friends and good times and what I like to call.....the Birthday Week. Here's what it looked like.
We spent a few days puttering around Hyannis, buying candy, eating fudge, bowling, hitting book stores, eating pizza, making fun of the Duckmobile girl...you know, the usual stuff. We made some good dinners together - Chicken Enchiladas (from Scratch, ahem) and Lasagna - drank w
ine, walked on the beach, played backgammon, went to the movies and Thai dinner, drank lots of coffee on the porch, talked and talked and talked, and just generally enjoyed each other.
ine, walked on the beach, played backgammon, went to the movies and Thai dinner, drank lots of coffee on the porch, talked and talked and talked, and just generally enjoyed each other. On the day of my birthday I got pastries from Aunt Cheryl for breakfast, coffee on the porch with gifties and love from the girls, gardening and puttering during the day while Jim made my most fabulous Chocolate Torte birthday cake and mini golf in the late afternoon. We went to Brighmans, the place with the whale, and it's old fashioned, and secluded and landscaped in a lovely way and I happen to love it. Then we ate ice-cream after mini-golf. Yup, ice-cream, right before dinner. It's my birthday, after all. After that, we all came home and Jim
, Aunt Cheryl and I set to making dinner. We had Salmon ala Lynnie, with the crusty cheesy mustard sauce, and we had smashed red potatoes, and steamed veggies. I think there was even some raw kale salad. The girls and Aunt Cheryl set the table in a very lovely way, all white linen....tablecloth, and napkins, and we had fresh daisies in a vase, and candles everywhere. It was just so wonderful. It felt like a birthday party. And not the kind you can't wait until it's over because it's so embarrassing and torturous.....no, not that kind. The good kind. The kind that seems sublime. After dinner, Torte and fresh raspberries, and whipped cream. Big Sigh.
, Aunt Cheryl and I set to making dinner. We had Salmon ala Lynnie, with the crusty cheesy mustard sauce, and we had smashed red potatoes, and steamed veggies. I think there was even some raw kale salad. The girls and Aunt Cheryl set the table in a very lovely way, all white linen....tablecloth, and napkins, and we had fresh daisies in a vase, and candles everywhere. It was just so wonderful. It felt like a birthday party. And not the kind you can't wait until it's over because it's so embarrassing and torturous.....no, not that kind. The good kind. The kind that seems sublime. After dinner, Torte and fresh raspberries, and whipped cream. Big Sigh. 
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