Yesterday was my 72nd birthday and I just have to share with you guys how it went down!
I had a great birthday-started all with my daughter Taryn telling me I had to go back to bed because my surprise was coming and I couldn't get dressed yet. Then she began moving furniture around in my bedroom, put my sling on me, and left the room. I am lying there wondering if she's bringing a horse in the bedroom so I can be Lady Godiva on my birthday. When she comes back in I asked her what she was doing, and she said she had hired me a male prostitute ha ha. I don't think so. Then she wants to know where my underpants are, and I said I don't have anything other than the body suits, so she says she's going home to get me some of hers. I tell her I will not wear a throng, when she laughs and says she has others and they are clean because she doesn't wear them!! She then returns with an enormous suitcase looking thing, and won't answer any questions. I look at the door and their stands one of her instructors from Cosmetology school who happens to be a licensed therapeutic massage person. My birthday present was a hour-long body massage! :-) It was my first time on my stomach in six years and that took a little getting used to, but it was fantastic. The rest of the day just improved. Just thought it was great and had to share. Joan
