Happy Birthday to Me, Part 1

I didn't think Kathy remembered. But she did! She came into town to take me to lunch and a movie. She's on a fixed income now, so instead of a stop at the candy counter she slipped me baggies of Snocaps, Raisinettes and Twizzlers (all my faves!) that she picked up at The Dollar Store.

We were together five hours in all, and I could feel myself getting annoyed with her. I really have to dial that back. People love me and want to celebrate me and I get bitchy. I think I've lived alone too long.

It's just that she's so ditzy these days. She gets times wrong. She confuses the theaters. She's got a lot on her mind -- health problems, money problems, and yet she remembered my birthday, so I shouldn't be such a bitch.

Anyway, we saw The Good Liar, a thriller starring Helen Mirren and Ian McKellan. I was excited to see Jim Carter, Mr. Carson from Downton Abbey, playing a character Mr. Carson would never let through the front door at Downton. (He's at a strip club, for Chrissakes!)

Anyway, it was a nice start to my birthday week. I enjoyed it. I am happy.