More Cake...

Last night, I went to an early Birthday party for our friend, David's mother. A ONE HUNDREDTH Birthday party for Norma. (We're not talking dog years here, either, boys and girls.)

Norma certainly enjoyed being the center of attention, and I attended as our family rep because Handsome couldn't go.

The lady of the hour graciously posed with everyone who came to celebrate her.

Her funny story (after taking the mike to thank everyone for their attendance) is one I just have to share with you because it's so cute.

According to Norma:

"I recently had a young visitor come to my home. She told me that it was her Birthday that day, so I asked her how old she was. She replied that she was ten years old. I then told her that I was going to be 100 years old. She smiled and went outside to play for a while. I little later she came back in, looked at me and said, "Did you start from one?"

I swear, this story could end up in Reader's Digest! Of course, all of her guests couldn't help be laugh with delight at her tale.

It was most wonderful for me to share a meal and time with David's wife, Laura. We reminisced about him and what a joy he was to all who were blessed to have known him. It only seemed right to be able to honor his mother as he would have.

Her Birthday is actually in early January, but the organizer of the party was not going to be able to attend a January gathering, so he chose yesterday's date instead. I guess compared to Norma, I'm an amateur at the Extended Birthday. (She's got 40 years on me, after all.) You see, Norma is throwing her own party in January. That makes twenty nine days of celebrating. Fine by me. More cake!