Isn't 59 the new 39? Please say it is so. "The Best Daughter" says I can "cry if I want to," but I've got my big girlie pants on and will stay true to my North Star - staying weird, happy and blessed beyond my Wild Ter imagination. Life is funny with its twists and turns, and I am thankful to stand bravely at 59. A shout of thanks to all the well-wishers today, because you all made this crazy girl feel loved, and that is what life is all about - family and friends and a special day for those who would like to express their greetings in the form of social media messages, phone calls, texts and cards!
Take-out dinner from Mi Casita's in Crofton (my favorite Mexican Restaurant) rounded out the day with the family. Wooohoooo!!!
Photo credit to Mary Pavlyshyn on our trip West to the Los Angeles Olympics in 1984. I'm pointing toward my North Star - who cares if there is a puffy white cloud in the way?! Standing with me is Terri Gindlesberger Lemke at the Painted Desert in Arizona!