Well this is the final few hours before I officially become another year older. Maybe it's time to start counting decades instead of years. When you ask a young mother how old their child is and they say 26 months, it makes me wonder, when do you stop counting months and start counting years? I will say my new age is 5.1 decades.
Sister-in-law, Hillary, provided a guitar shaped cake mold, Bev has my favorite lemon cake recipe and Ruth put them together to make a birthday cake - sweet!