Yup, it's the big five-oh

Yikes, it's true. I'm 50. I don't feel that old, however old that feels. It was a lovely weekend. Mine was on Sunday, mother's on Monday. She baked cinammon rolls, really she did, and all the Elgersma cousins came over and we chowed down. When they sang happy birthday laur, someone said, we wish you many more, don't go out that door, be glad you're not 54...then Danny says "aren't you glad you're not a wh___" Rhyme it out people. Suffice to say, my little brother is an idiot. I'll have to come up with a good rhyme for Danny before October 9. On Sunday, I tried to keep the HB on the down low...and then my friend Theresa announced to all those standing around me at church that it was my birthday...and again with the singing. Very embarrassing. Then at work on Monday, there were signs all over and many well-wishers stopped ..all in all tho, it was kind of fun...thank goodness i have a whole year before I have to suffer through that again...and Happy Birthday to Nate Heilkema, who celebrated his day on Saturday! Us September folks are special ya know...