When I pull weeds from the flower gardens in front of the house, I think of Sherry Bridges. Sherry is a stickler for her flowers — so much so, she probably names them. Every. Single One. Me? I just pull weeds, and sometimes one of my nameless flowers gets grabbed in the process. Oh well.
Forecast for the ville is mid 80’s all week, and even though the first day of spring isn’t here yet, the grass evidently didn’t get the memo. It was fun to get outside and work in the yard, and we got a pretty good start shaping up the place.
Before I close today’s post, I want to mention all the wonderful birthday thoughts, calls, notes and more from friends. They were all appreciated and special. My birthday was amazing! The one birthday wish that made me laugh out loud was a voice message song… “Happy Biiiirthday, Senior Vice President of Marketinggggg…”
Time to shower and find something for dinner… day is done.
