Wednesday,
December 6 was a good day. I wanted to mark this momentous birthday with
a relaxing day at home and that's what I got. Westi gave me Barbara
Kingsolver's new book. Steve fixed the plumbing, made me a bamboo
ladder (fixed my old one too), and picked out a gorgeous $40 bouquet of
flowers (subsidized by mom). Then he let me spend a good chunk of the
day reading in bed with my Tuxedo kitty for company. As my mom and my
sister's email cards both read: A perfect birthday... a day off, a bed,
a book, and a cat. And speaking of cats, one of the nicest parts of all
was that Kiely came home! What
an amazing sense of timing!
Probably
no other woman in the world got a bamboo ladder, handmade by her husband,
for her 40th birthday... Lots of people get surprise parties though and,
whadayano, I got one of those too! It was days later so I was already
well past 40 and not on my guard. Under the guise of rescuing Westi from
a broken down car, we landed at my friend Ray's house. Not even a glimmer
of suspicion arose in my mind as I mused how strange it was that Westi
was at a party at Ray's house. Not till I saw my friend Diane across the
room as the door swung open did I figure it out. Boy... voted most gullible
in my class once upon a time... I guess some things just don't change.
It was great. Thank you Westi. Thank you Steve. Thank you all.