But now the party is over, the kitchen is again clean, and we can get back to allowing Amanda the opportunity to feel old. 35, to her, is the new 60. 35, to me, is but a distant memory. 35, to most people, is just 35.
So for now we are just thankful for the day. Tomorrow she will be out to test out all that new stuff, and maybe, just maybe I can come to grips that there is a big garden in my backyard which we are apparently supporting.
There just may be a lot of salad in my future…..
Goodnight my friends and God Bless! And Happy Birthday Amanda!
Tommy+