Happy Birthday to Me

Well I am now officially 56 years old. I can't imagine. Seems like it was only yesterday blah blah blah. I tell you one thing it's been a hell of a ride.

We went up to White Rock with the kids and dutch oven ed chicken, potatoes, and baked beans. Had a big fire and it was so much fun. Oli and Tony had a blast but Gabbi wasn't too happy with it all. She's at that stage where she wants to get down and motor around and there was no way in all that dirt. She did good and lets us eat so that was fine. Leo was still in Vegas and didn't get to come up on the mountain with us but met us back at the house and we had Tres Leche's cake with peach filling and coffee. It was to die for. There is a Mexican bakery in town and the woman makes the most amazing cakes I have ever seen. All decorated beautifully with fresh fruit fillings and whipped cream for frosting. They are more like a torte than a cake but look like a cake. (As you can tell, I am impressed with her).

Just wished Toby, Traci, Alecia, and Shi could have been there, then it would have been perfect. I know they would all have had fun. I think everyone is going to be here for Christmas and I am so excited.

We are going to have a fabulous Christmas this year filled with lots of lights, our beautiful Christmas tree ( decorated with chili pepper lights, red twinkly lights, vintage blown glass cowboy ornaments, and country and western music star blown glass balls. All topped off with an old west style cowboy hat for a topper and lots of raffia that looks like hay. I love our tree, it is so us and beautiful to boot. I love Christmas music and can't wait to hear Thistle Hair the Christmas Bear, Christmas in Dixie, all George Straits stuff, Motown Christmas, oh hells yeah it's gonna be fun. A nice hot cup of Irish coffee and I will be the happiest girl in town.

I was thinking last night that I must be the luckiest woman alive. How I got so blessed is just beyond me. As we stood by the fire last night watching the kids running around Cliff looked over and started singing to me and I got tears in my eyes and told him "Baby, I wouldn't have missed it for the world." His response was to give me a big fat kiss and say, " You're the one ,Wyatt" (see Tombstone for further reference)