“It took a long time to get here,” he said, and I guess it did. My family celebrated my dad’s birthday last weekend, his 90th. And just for the record, I’ve never seen 90 look so good on anyone. If you want an example of what clean living, well relatively clean living, can do for you … here it is:
Sparkling eyes, wit, good looks, and charm, he’s got it all.
Daddy decided we could best celebrate at one of his favorite restaurants, Red Lobster. That motion was seconded by Daniel, since birthdays are good enough reasons to eat lobster in his book. Well, any reason is good enough for Daniel, but Grandaddy’s birthday seemed like an extra special reason.
My sister, Pam, and my brother-in-law, Don, met us at the restaurant where the festivities began. Here we are preparing to snip and snap and crack into lobster tails and crab legs. Good choice, Daddy-O!
We had another secret party prepared after our Red Lobster party, but our waiter asked me if we at least wanted the staff to sing the Happy Birthday song to Daddy, and so they sang it to him, landlubber style. Yo ho ho and a bottle of, uhm (and you thought I’d say rum!) … Happy Birthday to you …
Then we all crawled into our cars to go to my sister’s house. Crawled because we were too full to walk. Oh, not really! We just considered crawling. First we drove to my sister’s new home, still under construction. We were hoping to burn up excess energy and calories during this stop, so that we could comfortably proceed with the second half of the celebration. We didn’t burn so many calories, but the new home is going to be lovely!
Next stop, Pam’s & Don’s current house to party down some more. Pam made a most excellent German Chocolate Birthday Cake, complete with candles announcing the occasion. Good thing I read the message before they were lit, because those candles burned fast!
Oh well, I always loved a little wax with my German Chocolate cake! By that time we could manage to eat cake & ice cream without bursting. Just had to go home and put on the expando-pants afterwards.
Below, the sweetest picture of all …
Daddy opening the card that Momma gave him.
Happy Birthday, Daddy. We love you! You are one cool Daddy-O!