My Birthday is coming up. October 1. For those of you who know me, I hate celebrating my birthday. Yes, I want you to remember me, maybe get me a handmade gift, but no party for me. I really don't know why. I'm not afraid of growing old, I don't want to, but that's another story and I love parties. But I guess I love giving parties but not being the center of the party.
But this year I want to celebrate and have a Crazy Ass Adventure. So I thought. A Plane Trip to somewhere exotic. An Elf house in Ireland?
A Trip to the West. Arizonia, Nevada, New Mexico, Utah ?
East to The Sea, Maine, South Carolina, Florida?
But this year I want to celebrate and have a Crazy Ass Adventure. So I thought. A Plane Trip to somewhere exotic. An Elf house in Ireland?
A Trip to the West. Arizonia, Nevada, New Mexico, Utah ?
East to The Sea, Maine, South Carolina, Florida?
Or maybe right here in my own backyard?
With friends, family and grandkids?
With food, of course!
Something simple, Taco fixings. Or maybe something fancy like lobster tails.
Maybe a boat ride.
I had a hayride one year given to me by surprise by a good friend. We had a great time with people from high school. Or Maybe I should get a tatoo, (fake or real) like this friend?
Well, you can see I have given this some thought. I guess I am leaning towards family, friends, grandkids, food, drink and a hay boat ride right in my backyard. I will let you know.