Dill...
Money(have to figure out which bank will take this kind)...
Beards...
...oh yeah, and my husband's growing older (but we all are, aren't we?).I DID NOT decorate the cake, nor do I want a cake in any way resembling this when I turn said age! Love you, Honey!!!
When you reach the age of 40, it's down hill here on out. The cake is funny-did they wind up the teeth so they would chatter? Aren't you glad they didn't put 40 candles on that cake?
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Aunt Jan
there is such a thing as "right of passage". i had a friend put a sign in my front yard. robert will remember. he tolerated it for one day. people at work were brought to work from the parking garage in a wheel chair. uncle byron had his front porch done in black and given a black arm band to wear to work---he was very proud. aunt janice got a dead flower bouquet. oh the fun of growing older.
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