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My Birthday Party


This is the way my day started.  Heather (Dilly) made me a pan of yummy cinnamon rolls.


My husband got me a driveway chair.  That's what I will call it since we don't have a patio or a porch.  He also got me wind chimes.  Complete with frog.


Theresa, my sil had a party for me at 12:00 noon.  Everything was very nice....and purple!
We all got a little cactus plant to take home.  So far, mine have lived.


Did we have fun at the party?


We all sure did.............


A new friend was there.  She's our Raggedy Ann doll-maker.


Yes, I'm 53.  Wanna know something pitiful?  I was 53 all last year, too.  I never really got to be 52. I sure wish I wouldn't have been wrong about that all year.


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Rebecca said…
Happy Birthday, Michelle. Sorry I missed it. Especially those cinnamon rolls :)
6:33 AM, August 08, 2012
Karen said…
What a fun day!!!! Love your pretty cake!!! Hope 53 is a great year for you!!!! It's 44 for me next month!
9:00 AM, August 08, 2012
Anonymous said…
Happy Birthday!!! I love your 'drive way chair'. :o)

I know what you mean about not getting to be 52....I forget how old I really am all of the time, LOL!
12:13 PM, August 08, 2012
Kari said…
Happy, happy birthday! My mouth was watering over the cinnamon rolls...yum! Hope your day was wonderful!
3:11 PM, August 08, 2012
Little Penpen said…
Happy Birthday! I did the same thing the year I was 46...I thought I was 47...then had another birthday, and figured out I was still 47. I was excited, but sad that I missed 46. LOL
5:03 PM, August 08, 2012
Anonymous said…
Hoppy Birthday!!!
6:02 PM, August 08, 2012
Kristi said…
Looks like y'all have fun. And just think...you get to be 53 a year longer than everybunny else.

:)

~Kristi
9:57 PM, August 09, 2012
Anonymous said…
Michele, I didn't know you were 53 last year also!!!! lol that is so funny I always have to stop and think how old I am to, but I never went a WHOLE year with the wrong age. lol do you know how old I am NOW? Love Kristi, your sister
7:54 PM, August 13, 2012
Mo said…
I don't always know how old I am, but I always know my sister Kristi is two years older than me.
8:51 PM, August 13, 2012
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