day 137 of 365

It's my son Nick's 19th birthday today, and as much of a cliche as it is, it's hard to believe that the years went by so quickly.

So...to my son, my boy, my man, happy, happy birthday, and all wonderful things for the year ahead. I loved you the minute I set eyes on you, and am so proud of you and all you've accomplished. Happy day! Here's a little trip down memory lane.
















Somwhere in here are the lost photo years...you know, those years when I took a few pictures, never got around to developing them, and missed the years between 11 and 14 almost completely. Nick went from clean cut (above) to big haired wild boy (below).

Hey 19!

day 92 of 365

A little library humor. Given to me by my library co-workers for my birthday yesterday. Thanks, ladies!

day 88 of 365

My very cool and funny brother sent me a care package of kitchen utensils and knives for my birthday (with the appropriate warning label inside). Why did he do this? Because at Thanksgiving he was shocked and mortified that I didn't have any decent carving knives and didn't own a meat thermometer. Me, nearly 52 years old (next week!), and not a knife sharpener in sight.

Here he is, struggling with the Thanksgiving turkey using inferior kitchen tools.


Thanks, Tom, for all my wonderful new toys! I promise to watch the sharp edges, and cook up something fabulous soon. xoxoxo

PS: I wonder what the postal service would have said if this box had been opened for inspection?

PSS: You can see photos of the whole Thanksgiving gang here.

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