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Yesterday was my birthday. I’m #^ years old.  #^ is code for “the number’s up there, baby”.  DH gave me a big bottle of Grand Marnier — the lovely golden delicious liquid is France’s best export. I love it more than any pricey perfume

And my young sweet nieces made me a very unique bouquet of crepe paper roses.  Aunt Inis didn’t have any glue – cough, cough – available to use on the oak dining room table, so tape, twisty ties and ribbon had to work to hold these works of art together.

Some are a bit droopy, but I love and cherish each and every one them — the roses AND the nieces!