Happy Birthday John

To start off, it's a beautiful sunny summer day.  Some would say it's a bit chilly at 69 degrees but I think it's close to perfect.

Today is one of my many brothers in law's birthday.  Ron has provided me with enough to share and that's a good thing since I have no brothers or sisters.  John and Pat spent this past weekend with us.  To celebrate his birthday we (Pat and I) allowed John and Ron to chauffeur us and buy us dresses ( on sale) and  then take us out for dinner.  Actually it was only Saturday. On Sunday I cooked breakfast and then dinner after our shopping trip.
We enjoyed their company.  Seems we never run out of things to talk about.  Probably has something to do with the fact we were thousands of miles apart for twenty of the years.  John is retired from the US Navy.  He and his wife and son were in Okinawa, Bremerton, Washington and Walter Reed Army Hospital, Maryland.

Happy Birthday John.  We love you.

Celebrating

It's a beautiful day in my opinion.  Perfect weather.  Warm, but not to warm with a slight breeze.  We have had enough rain to keep the lawn nice and green.  The flower beds are lush and full of bloom.  I'm glad a few years ago to plant perennials.  Now we can set back and enjoy them.
We've had a busy week.  I try to make the week after my birthday a celebration too.
The computer and restaurant coupons help it along.  You see  my favorite restaurants send me coupons for free meals and desserts.  Of course, I have a week to use most of them so  we're doing that this week.
We did sneak in a stop at "Hey Hotdog".  Indulged in a couple sloppy Joes and a frosty mug of homemade root beer.   The current owner's parents  owned an A & W Root Beer stand on the other side of town when Ron and I were first together.  Taste hasn't changed, only the name to protect  the franchise fees.
We've already been to Sweet Tomatoes and Red Lobster.  Still have Mimis to go to this week and Red Robin before the end of the month.
Got a loaf of banana nut bread in the oven.

Born on the Fourth of July?

Not really but it sure seemed like it when I was a youngster.  Independence Day was a day of celebration.  Probably fried chicken since my mother and I both liked it a lot.  The one thing I remember vividly was a six pack of flavoured pop.  Bottles of course, returnable ones or as the current buzz word, recycled.  The flavors would consist of grape, orange, strawberry, cream soda and root beer.  The rememberable part was I could drink as much of the pop as I liked.  But since I didn't want to drink it all up, the moist I ever drank was one bottle.
The Fourth was a day to celebrate so off  mom and  grandpa and I went to Hurdland for fireworks, local entertainment, seeing friends and relatives and sitting on a blanket spread out under a tree.  We were not  only  celebrating the birth of our great nation but two birthdays.  My mother's dad and mine.  Grandpa was the 5th  and mine is a couple days later.
Today will be a semi quiet day with Ron and I and the neighborhood fireworks.
Thanks to the men and women who served so we can be free.

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