Thanks so much ladies!!!!
How did they know? They said a little birdie told them. I think the birdie's name is Jennifer
Little did I know there was much white lie telling, coniving, and hiding going on that week. What was supposed to be a simple early celebration dinner with my husband and neighbors, Saturday evening turned into a big surprise party with friends, family, gifts, and cake. One of the highlights of the party was a wonderful, embarssing, and touching biographical video of the days of my life, that my daughters cooked up. Thanks girls! Boy did they pull one over on me. I was totally clueless, but totally blessed! Everyone shared a favorite memory and an encouraging word for my scrapbook. What made the evening even more special was the presence of my friend Pat Mallory (aka kindred spirit).
Then there was Thursday(the actual birth date) night family dinner, and a rerun of the infamous biographical video.
Our plan for the day was to travel yet further south to Venice in search of the Cat's Meow (more to follow in a later blog), a shop that was featured in the January issue of Romantic Home magazine, and then visit other favorite shops in Sarasota!
Presents!!!!!!!!!!!
A closer look. Vintage junque, and not so vintage blue box!!!!!!!!!!!!
Then there was Thursday(the actual birth date) night family dinner, and a rerun of the infamous biographical video.
Before the crack of dawn Friday morning my daughter Jennifer and I hit the road bound for sunny Florida, starting our whirlwind spring break!!!!!!! We arrived before noon, due to light traffic of course, in Tarpon Springs for a visit with my mom and lunch at our favorite greek restaurant and another viewing of the IBV. Saturday we traveled further south to visit my Fla. BFF, Kelly. Guess what she had waiting for me. More B-day goodies and cupcakes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Our plan for the day was to travel yet further south to Venice in search of the Cat's Meow (more to follow in a later blog), a shop that was featured in the January issue of Romantic Home magazine, and then visit other favorite shops in Sarasota!
After we found the shop and finally pulled ourselves away, I should have been suspicious when Kelley drove 30 mph up the highway to Sarasota. But did I comment on that fact? Let's just say I'm not a back seat driver. Then she missed the turn to the our, oh so familiar, spot uhmmmnn?????? You guessed it another surprise! High tea at the Ritz Carlton, complete with scones, dainty tea sandwhiches, tartes, the harpist playing "Happy Birthday", and another candle to blow out.!!!!!! OMG