"They say it's your birthday..."
"... Happy birthday to meeee." It's official: I'm older than dirt. Fifty-six today, Sunday. At least it's going to be warm again, though it sure didn't feel very warm Saturday. News said it was 80, but it wasn't no 80 degrees in my back yard. No way. I put on cropped pants and nearly froze to death. Okay, so I exaggerate. Sue me. Tomorrow I am planning to make potato salad to have with dinner, which I expect will be BBQ'd veggie burgers. Yummm. Can you tell I am tired of frozen entrees? I also have to make a trip up to Starbuck's to get my free birthday beverage. Last year I kept putting it off and missed out. What's the point of registering your S'buck's card of you're not going to take advantage of its benefits? I also have to make some banana bread as the bananas that I bought green ripened faster than I thought they would. So I put them in the fridge hoping they will hold until Monday. Actually I'll probably make muf...