Birthday Wishes

A couple of months ago I sent special Birthday Wishes to someone I know.  Her birthday wass close to the beginning of the month so I found 15 small gifts plus a birthday card for her to open beginning 16 days before her birthday.  Each gift was wrapped and labeled with the date to open.

Sorry that I don’t have a photo of all the wrapped gifts.

She is a knitter and needed some stitch markers so I decided to make a few for her.

Some were beads on a flexible wire that would fit over an US 15 needle.

And some were large jump rings with a bead glued over the seam.

All slid easily onto a large open ring to keep in her knitting bag.

Most of the items before wrapping:

Here’s the list of the items pictured above: small aluminum baking pans and pumpkin bread mix, Turbie Twist®, cake mix and Jello pudding, a set of spatulas, tissue packet, eyeglass holder, office supplies, planner sticky notes and flags, stitch markers, surfboard-shaped emery boards, Au Jus mix, sunflower potholders, coffee cup sticky notes, a small lidded organizer, and a sign for her office…

She loved each one.

When I’m sixty-four

This day seemed like a long time away way back then…  Happy Birthday to the man I love!

When I get older losing my hair
Many years from now
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I’d been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I’m sixty-four?

 

You’ll be older too
And if you say the word
I could stay with you

 

I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride
Doing the garden, digging the weeds
Who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I’m sixty-four?

 

Every summer we can rent a cottage in the Isle of Wight
If it’s not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera, Chuck & Dave

 

Send me a postcard, drop me a line
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely, wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me
When I’m sixty-four?
Ho!

Written by John Lennon, John Winston Lennon, Paul McCartney, Paul James McCartney • Copyright © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Just what the doctor ordered

I have had a wicked sore throat since Monday.  Swallowing is extremely painful.  So much so that I’ve lost five pounds this week. I gargle with Listerine several times a day, drink warm water (gross but it helps) and hot tea, and sleep close to the warm-mist humidifier with little relief.

The stuffy nose and occasional cough are inconsequential to the absolute rawness of my throat.

So I went to the clinic today.  No strep throat.  No pneumonia.  Just acute pharyngitis a.k.a. “sore throat”.

My orders are to drink plenty of liquids, gargle with warm salt water, take one dexamethasone today and tomorrow to help relieve the inflammation in my throat, and start the antibiotic (which I didn’t fill yet) in a few days if the symptoms get worse or don’t improve.

Perfect time for a Birthday Wish from my friend Leah.  I knew I was saving this for something “special”.

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Birthday Wishes revisited

My Birthday Wishes friend, Leah, is in need of prayers.

Her father passed away unexpectedly Sunday evening.

I never met her father in person but felt as though I knew him just the same through stories she would tell of him and growing up in a house full of love, fun, good times and challenging times.

May God’s loving touch be with you, Leah, and your mother, Patsy, and siblings: Jessica, Rachel, TC, and Robert as you deal with your loss.

Peace be with you.