Dear Liza,
I turned 66 on Saturday and had a fine time doing it. I woke up early and did my French lesson as usual, then Auntie Bridgett and I took the red wagon and walked to The Portland Nursery. I was looking for tomato plants, but was told that it was too early to put them in the ground and I should come back in April or early May.
Oh, well. Patience is a virtue. And we did find lots of potting soil, herb plants and other things we could use now.
Back home, I opened presents. Auntie Bridgett’s Momma Donna sent me a beautiful and useful bag for my gardening tools. I will be the gardening Queen!
Auntie Bridgett had found an adorable Amelia Opie painting called Therapy Cats at SideStreet Arts Gallery, and we got it hung on the wall. I felt like the richest woman in the world, but the day wasn’t over yet.
That evening, we headed down to La Moule for a delicious French dinner. Duck Confit, Tuna ceviche, absinthe, red wine from Bordeaux and a chocolate mousse absolutely topped off the day.
And after dinner, we walked a ways through the neighborhood to enjoy the magic of lights in darkness. I am now older, richer, and a little heavier. And very, very happy.
Love,
Grandma Judy
Dear Liza 
I am lovin’ reading about and seeing photos of your Birthday journey. Loved the personalized garden tool bag. So much to enjoy. Loved the therapy cats oil painting. Cats sure are therapy. Happy happy re-birthday.
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Thanks, Peeves! I actually had three days of celebration! Walking to a bakery with Katie and Grandkids the day before,, presents and dinner the day of, and then a wonderful day Sunday…you’ll see that tomorrow in the blog!
Thanks for coming along for the ride.
Jude
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