These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Happy Birthday to me, pt . 10
Ah, the rapture of a Pumpkin Pie Martini!
I drank my frou-frou holiday cocktails while my best friend drank beer. We celebrated my birthday at a bar, then went out to dinner and exchanged Christmas gifts, and then settled back at Eno, a favorite of ours, for flights of chocolate and wine.
I really love having him here. Everything is just a bit more right in the universe when he's around. We compared notes on the kids in our lives, our families, our jobs, our feelings about the state of the world ... I never run out of things to say to him. I wish he could stay longer.
You're up to 8 celebrations?!! Wow, I'm lucky if I get one celebration.
ReplyDeletePumpkin pie martini?? I might have to give it a yuck. But I'm thrilled (vicariously) that you got to have such a great visit with your bestie and celebrated one more time.
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