Saturday, December 15, 2007

Half a Century!

Holy Crap, I'm old! Okay, I did wake up this morning and nothing fell off during the night that I know of - though I probably have a new wrinkle or two, and wonders of wonders I can move my left arm because I got a tetanus booster yesterday (this dumb arse forgot her last one was in 2003 so I said, sure - go ahead and give me one it's not MY $ and then later checked my records). And I'm not too stiff because I stupidly fell out of what I call the hole, the opening into the storage area that runs the length of the house in the basement which is about 6 feet above ground, and I should have waited until DH was around, but I just HAD to have the Christmas tree skirt when I WANTED it, and hurt my right wrist and shoulder. Okay, turning 50 did not make me smarter. My mom would tell me, for someone who is so intelligent, you certainly can be pretty stupid sometimes. Yep, she would have loved yesterday. Well, I look at it this way, now I know, tetanus shots - birthdays, 50, 60, 70, and so on. And I probably will try to get into the hole by myself again.

And it snowed yesterday. It's that pellet snow, dry, kinda like sand, or maybe like non pariell candy balls. Doesn't stick together, blows like crazy, and it's cold. We did go out in it last night and get a beautiful Christmas tree, which is in the garage right now, because I didn't want the snow melting on the carpet. Boy does the garage smell great.

I met my friend Leanne at the Corner Bakery for lunch yesterday. I have to show you what she gave me for my birthday which made me laugh! First of all, let's talk about the card. I have been in law enforcement for 19 years, so the old joke with the 3 caballeros "Badges? We don't need no stinkin' badges!" has been a favorite and gets mentioned every once in a while. So when I saw this card I roared. These women have hanks of yarn for their bandoleers and needles stuck in them, and inside it reads, "Swatches? We don't need no stinkin' swatches!" And they have needles stuck in their pockets as if they had holsters on. TOO FUNNY!!!!!! And so definitely me.
And then we get to the gift. Do you see what it is? It is a silver flask with some knitting on it! Two knitting needles, some knitting and a ball of yarn. It holds three shots of what will be in my case Baileys. Just what every well - equipped yarn bag needs don't you think? This other picture shows the knitting picture on the flask better. I don't know where she found this, but it was perfect. She did warn me she had a nasty card for me, but that was for after I turned 50. Remember, Leanne, is the nice one, always sooooo thoughtful!
Here is the progress on the hoodie - three inches and counting. I'm on size 5s right now and will soon be changing to size 6s when I get out of the ribbing. I should get a lot of knitting done today because DH and the boys changed my birthday plans and are taking me first to breakfast and then somewhere else. So no zoo lights tonight. I'll let you know what we ended up doing. I think the flask will be tucked in the knitting bag just in case we go somewhere cold.
Well, I still have some quiet time to myself before the boys and the sun come up. Enjoy your day!
Happy Half Century Birthday to Me!


Judy said...

A very happy birthday, Kathy. I am sure you will enjoy the 2nd half of the century - think of all the new knitting to do. What a wonderful gift from your wonderful friend.

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday, Kathy! You are one of the lucky ones that looks 10 years younger than your age :)

What a great card and gift from Leanne!

No more crawling in those long holes!

Hope to see you soon!


Liska said...

Whoa, I get my tetanus shot around my birthday, too. Next one in February.
Congrats and enjoy whatever the life brings.

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday, Kathy!

See, 50 isn't so bad... you survived!


Purple Princess said...

I hope you had a happy birthday. See 50 isn't so bad after all, we will survive! Only next time stay out of the hole!

Christie said...

Happy Birthday. Welcome. May your next 50 years shine as brightly as you have for your first 50.

AuntyNin said...

Kathy, dear, you're still a young sprout by comparison to some of us. You're not old until you stop enjoying life.

Lee / AuntyNin