I hear you, Sister Bear Berenstain!
You were just watching as Papa cut down a tree in the woods of Bear Country with Mama and Brother, when you noticed the peculiar rings around the tree stump. After asking Papa what the rings were, he went into a long explanation about the meaning of the rings and how they tell us the age of the tree.
NEXT THING YOU KNOW, YOU ARE HAVING A HUGE 6TH BIRTHDAY BASH!
All your Bear friends showed up and even some of Brother’s friends. Then, while playing spin the bottle (which by the way, is a little too risqué for a 6-year-old, don’t ya think?), the bottle pointed at you and you only kissed Brother because you were too shy (as a 6-year-old should be) and so his friends made fun of you!
And, not to mention the big surprise Papa had for you outside! A carousel? What the heck was Papa thinking? He didn’t even check with Mama who is obviously the boss, before booking it!
Of course you were wailing, Oh Sister Bear! It was way too overwhelming. Simply,
Too Much Birthday!
The truth is I am overwhelmed with the outpouring of love and attention I received for my birthday! I didn’t wail like Sister did, but I cried many tears of joy.
I also became quite tired of myself. That’s when you know you have had too much birthday – when you can’t even stand yourself any longer. Not to mention how many cakes I have eaten. 🙂
The all-girls week at the beach was incredible as was the party my friend had for me last weekend! Unbelievable! The only way to tell you about it is through pictures. I hope they capture how much fun I had and how very fortunate I am.
Beautiful day at the beach mid-Sept with the cousins.
Brother in Law’s beautiful home which hosted the cousin’s reunion.
I was treated to this amazing dinner – those are fried oysters! Thank you to all my cousins – Marias
We would have eaten these two turkeys that walked through the yard had we not been so “stuffed”!
Then, there was the other party.
Invitation cover made by my friend’s daughter
One of my great friends had the idea to have all the ladies put on red lipstick in my honor (since I never leave home without mine on), so when I walked in the door this is what I was greeted by:
A little freaky I know, but I am only authorized to show feet and lips on this post (and a few hands).
Delish Food and Champagne
Then my dear readers, there were the presents!
Beautiful Roses & Wine
The most eclectic Rosary Beads I have ever seen! Thanks Mami (If only it came with directions…)
Chocolates, Coach bags & More Alex & Ani (thanks Sis)
Beautiful cheetah-print sweater. ROAR!
Products all the way from the Blue Lagoon, Iceland. Thanks, Cuz.
A donation to the Arthritis Foundation in my honor! Wow! Thanks, “Mama”.
A framed copy of one of my blog posts, which was published in the newspaper, what a thoughtful gift!
And the most amazing present EVERY 50 year-old chick MUST have, given to me by my awesome “sweats as much as I do twin”!
We are talking, Hot Girl’s Pearls. “Global Cooling, One Woman at a Time”!
I kid you not. You place these wonderful pearls (I like to call them my balls) in the freezer and then put them on and voila! Your hot flashes – or just hotness will freeze away! Swish! Not your hotness as in you are “hot”, but your miserable type of hotness. And, I even got the black and white polka dot “sac” for my balls – so I can travel with them. Hello???!!
Here I am “modeling” the pearls. LOL
So as you can see, I had way Too Much Birthday (as per my hubby when he said, “Ok, your birthday needs to end, now”.) But boy what a ride it has been! Almost as good as riding in Sister’s carousel!
I guess 50 does Rock!