Birthday in My City

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I've been celebrating my birthday in my city.

This was one of those terrible, horrible, no good, very bad birthdays.

You know the kind - - - the ones where the first digit of your age gets bigger.

You are forced to graduate into a new decade.   

Not a better decade either.

My first digit is now larger than 5.

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I decided if I must move into a new decade of old age, the LEAST I could do was prolong the celebration.

U.P. Annie helped with this - - - in fact I rather think she was the originator of the month long birthday celebration.  Anyway, she sent me random e-cards all month long.  It was awesome.

Next, my FIL and MIL Robin sent me a lovely birthday check.

Money is ALWAYS an appreciated gift!!!  I went shopping with that money and even still have some of it keeping my pocket book warm.

Then our oldest daughter sent me an e-gift card for DeBrand.  DeBrand is ONLY the very best chocolate on the planet.

I am doling it out to myself very slowly in order to savor every single bite.
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Today was the apex of my celebrations - - - the big birthday bash itself.

Our friends Bill and Eloise (pronounced E - Lois) went with us to Stevens Point.  First we shopped, I did most of the shopping - - -
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Eloise gave me birthday treasures like this stinkin' cute snowman boots and britches coffee mug.
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Then we ate.

NO birthday bash is complete without delectable food.

I had shrimp tacos from Chili's.
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Fisherhubby had Chicken California flatbread.

In Wisconsin no less.

He hates avocados, so I got to eat all of his.

SCORE!!
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And this is my birthday shopping haul.
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Which ever shall I wear first????

I don't have any idea - - - but I've only got a few hours to decide 'cause I'm definitely wearing ONE of them to church in the morning.
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This part has precious little to do with my birthday or its bash, but since I've been so blog challenged lately, I want to throw it in here.

It is, of course, a Fisherhubby funny.
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The man bought himself two remote control helicopters for Christmas.

Two.

I guess one wasn't enough.

Anyway - - - he's been working hard to train himself to fly them.

This more often than not results in collisions with the ceiling and other household objects - - - INCLUDING my forehead a while ago.  OUCH.

But I digressed.

The collisions with the ceiling are knocking off tiny bits of styrofoam texture, which are transported all over the house via the air vents.

This makes for extra dusting work for our wonderful cleaning fairies.  So just look what they left posted near the ceiling over the helipad:
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Never a dull moment around here!!

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Today I'm joining Unknown Mami

For Sundays in My City.
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My city is Wisconsin Rapids, Wisconsin

Thanks for joining me today and now

Please hurry over to Unknown Mami's to see

What's happening in other cities around blogland.

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