Whatever happens to strike my fancy, but surely some sort of fiber content.
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Happy Birthday, Dear Bess! May all your To-Dos soon be Ta-Done! And have a lovely holiday, and lovelier year ahead, I hope your birthday is full of blessings. You deserve them.
Happy Birthday from the Middle East. As they say in Arabic, "May you live to be 100 and feel like 20."
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The happiest of birthdays to you! Happy Birthday Bess! A belated happy birthday! Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom] Thursday, September 21, 2006 I’ve always been delighted that my birthday comes in the autumn, when the last of summer’s misty moisty heat is likely to have blown away in an equinautical gust and a rain washed sky caps a cricket filled landscape of knotweed, goldenrod and many hued morning glories. Now and then there are Septembers when summer can’t seem to depart, but most of the time I can count on feeling good in my clothes and grateful for blankets on the bed. Today is such a day. The first really crisp morning, I can hear geese stirring already on the bay, even though it’s still fairly dark outside. Somebody shifts his wings, a splash echoes across the water, maybe one gander whispers a goosey joke to another and avian laughter spreads over the marshes. But they’re awake and so am I on this Happy Birthday Day. Usually I can savor every moment of a birthday, with that sensation that nothing pressing has to be done on that particular day. I can make my leisurely way through the morning routines, dabble a little on-line, prose a bit about past birthdays, sip a second cup of coffee with BD. More often than not it will be a work day and I can sort of float from one, not too vital task to another. Lunch will be with a friend or two; of late years, I find a way to fit in a manicure, and I probably slip out of work a little early. I never ever cook on my birthday, so BD and I will go to a restaurant, sometimes with children, sometimes not. Last year, GD served me "on the green" and we watched evening roll it’s star studded velvet carpet across the sky. Sigh. That is a happy memory. This year, though, I shan’t have a single float-through-the-day experience till next week. I have so much to do in the next 72 hours I joked yesterday that I’ll have to come back on Monday, just to clear my desk for my vacation. I have this little quirk that I can never go away, either from home or from my office, without tidying everything up first. I can’t bear to come back to clutter and disarray. Well. I may be a tad anal, but I will find time to get that desk top cleared off before Friday night. As for the rest of the TTD List - well. Things are getting ticked off right along. Here’s where I stand at the moment. 4. Collect ticket money from two banks, 5. Call caterer with final headcount 6. Call D about flowers 7. Get final list of items Friday a.m. 8. Call J about cake 9. Call TG, AA, SB and son about moving things from storage to site 10. Give maintenance man final table count - and move tables from library 11. Call K and see if we can borrow more tables from St. John’s if needed 12. Get 2 husky fellows to move television from J’s house to storage unit 13. Finish up auction program- worked on it 14. Write down instructions for auction clerks - worked on it 15. Write up tip-sheet for radio interviewer - do radio interview at 8 a.m. on Friday!! 16. Supervise moving everything from storage to auction site 17. Ditto laying out items for auction - but there are 4-6 folk to do that, and I’m not a control freak 18. Have fun at the Spaghetti Supper and Auction 19. Supervise closing up shop 20. Skip out the door with glee - I’ll be on VACATION! posted by Bess | 6:37 AM |
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