First with the granddaughter.
She celebrated her special day yesterday.
Happy birthday, Nikki.
Had her mamma held out just one more day,
she would have been born on her grandmother's birthday.
Happy birthday, Pat.
I used to live across the street from Pat and we spent some time together.
Most of the time was very early in the morning.
We used to walk for an hour beginning at 5:00.
Mind you, this was in Ohio and we walked no matter what the weather was doing.
I remember walking in snow that was up to my knees
and the wind was howling and blowing.
But we walked.
And we talked.
And we laughed.
And one time we saw through an opened window a man with no pants on.
We laughed some more.
A lot more!!!
One time we were scared to death because a car had come up behind us.
With the headlights aimed straight at us.
We were in a cul de sac with nowhere to go.
We just kept walking in circles until the car left.
That evening we found out it was Pat's husband, Bob-a-booie.
He said he was just checking to make sure we were okay.
It was Pat that got me started on this paper crafting
and card making merry-go-round.
Thanks, Pat, for believing in me.
Happy birthday from The Runner and me.
It's very difficult to read this, but the image says:
The Storrs & Harrison Co.
I would love to know if this was an actual establishment.
How ironic that the town we lived in
was Painesville, Ohio.
And happy birthday from her son and daughter-in-law.
I'm sure she will have a "happy day" ...