So many thanks to all of you for your kind wishes on my birthday (which was this past Sunday.) And as a friend of mine Loki says, I’m one year younger than older than dirt. (Because he is older than dirt and I am a year younger than him. You do the math.) Unfortunately because of the pneumonia, I had to stay at my house, but my parents brought in my favorite food: Chinese from the Golden Panda. I had Veggie Lo Mein and my absolute favorite Chicken and broccoli. I got some cute cards, one especially from 5 year old Varnai, who wished “her Auntie Karen a happy birthday.” It was done in red crayon. Too sweet. All of your phone calls and e-mails have been so much appreciated, I cannot tell you. I also got a prayer letter from Immanuel. That I hung on my fridge. Again, thanks to all for your lovely sentiments!
Don’t you hate it when you’re sick for your birthday? I sure do – in fact, it should be illegal. Germs, viruses and other ill-causing bacteria should be detained in a holding cell (note: not a host of human form) until after said birthday has come and gone. Yeah!