Happy 50th Birthday To Me

The Cap'n reserved the presidential suite at a hotel in Merida last night for my 50TH!!!! Birthday. Flower petals on the bed and a big slipper tub jacuzzi smack dab in the middle of the room with no hot water. Oh well, TIM (This Is Mexico). Some friends drove in and surprised me and we had a very nice dinner under the stars at a beautiful restaurant. A table full of Italian tourists sang Happy Birthday to me in Italian. We walked back to the hotel through the Centro of Merida where the streets are blocked off every weekend and the restaurants set their tables out for diners. And of course there is music everywhere. (Merida is such a beautiful city and hardly anybody knows about it). The cap'n and I went for a carriage ride and then we came back to our hotel and sat on our balcony and watched the people until midnight.

Am I bragging? Yeah, but you know the best part? I stayed sober the whole time and I woke up without a hangover this morning on my 50th birthday. I can't wait to see what the next half is going to look like. Happy Birthday to me!

 

Now I better go get ready for mass.  It is the Annunciation, my mother loved to tell the story of how when she found out she was pregnant with her fourth child, me, she went to church and lit a candle and prayed to Mary.  She promise her that if her baby was healthy and was a girl she would name it after her.  Mom always like to point out that I was born on Mary's most important day.  

 

Oops! I think I just let a secret slip.