Yesterday was my birthday and once you have passed the age of 21 birthdays no longer hold the attraction they once did.
I told my love for my birthday all I wanted was a nice cooked meal.
Not only did I get that I got this wonderful bunch of neon daisies, ( I love daisies more than roses), along with my wonderful meal. We had ceasar salad, New York strip grilled with mushrooms, and angel hair pasta with herbs. Rather than a birthday cake, I had a waffle cone filled with peach ice cream with a candle.
Happy Birthday to me and I thank my love for taking the time to pull it together for me.