My birthday

Yesterday was a proof that even as I age and my birthday is invariably in dreadful winter weather, every birthday is the best ever. I was lector at noon mass after Adoration and Confession, and enjoyed a Vietnamese lunch with friend Carol who is a third order Dominican. The grandchildren and godchildren sang on video, passion fruit cocktail, flowers sent by Number One and Ciara, card and plant from Number Seven, Husband brought Indian food and I succeeded in making a Brazilian Rocambole from my mom’s recipe book! A happy day and hard to believe I am 61. Some days I feel 100 years old, but most days I feel not 61 but 16! Super Bowl had me cooking “game food” as well…