Monday was my birthday. I used to celebrate the anniversaries of my twenty-first, until the anniversaries out numbered the twenty-one, lol.
When my Sister and I were going through the chuck out and sort episode I came across a brthday card she had sent me a good few many years ago, lol. The loveable sarcastic quips she had added to the card made us laugh. See what I have to tolerate from my family, insanity does not run through, it takes a seat and stays for tea! LOL.
We’ve done some daft, affectionate things down the years to celebrate milestones and occasions. Managed to make her cry once *smug* for which she still has not forgiven me [I filed a box with cards from people who attended their wedding, as a silver anniversary gift]. My Mum always loved her birthday, because it was her day, as she came from a gagle of seven any other occasion was chaos.