I Am Sure, Quite Sure, That Today Is NOT My Birthday

Homer the Palace Dog

Persian Patticakes the Palace Cat

Homer woke me early this morning. He had a handful of red balloons and a cake he'd stayed up all night baking. Then the doorbell started ringing before I even got the curlers out of my crown.
Ann sent a Bee cake!  It came all the way from Canada and not one bee fell off.

Gal sent a brand new crown! And it matches my pajamas. I so needed that. Mine is getting wobbly.  Thank you.

And my friend Sue gave me the courage to go look in the mirror. It wasn't as traumatic as I thought it would be. 

Getting down out of the sink was the hard part. 

My coffee is cold.... I need pampering today. And lots of it. Homer is getting up in dog years and forgets how many creams to put in my coffee. That dog is toast. Toast! He forgot my toast too.....

I'd better go in the kitchen and see what he's done now. Homer...Hooommmmerrr...  Homer!!!
That dog has absconded with the cake and the crown. I'll be back. There's more  sweetness and leaves and videos and flowers and balloons in my Facebook feed (sans calories and scary noises). 

 Don't bet on it. 

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