Another year older...another year better?

Today was my 56th birthday. I sort of felt like a wreck this morning. My injuries from my bike crash last weekend are still plaguing me. My wrist still hurts, my knee is still swollen and feels like a water balloon is attached to it, and to make things worse, I woke up with a sore throat and sneezing today. Happy birthday to me.<br /><br />We had plans to head up to Mt. Rainier to hike at Sunrise. The cooler was packed with healthy food and the backpacks with hiking supplies. I was very disappointed to tell my husband it probably wasn't a good idea for me to go hiking because I felt like crap. Luckily, I'm married to a very understanding person and what could have been a really rotten birthday turned into a day of fun. <br /><br />My husband brought me a dozen roses and a cute card with kittens that sang happy birthday with kitties meowing. I'm a cat person so it was very appropriate. He signed it "Love, from all of us!".<br /><br />We sat around in our bathrobes until noon and then ate one of the healthy sandwiches I'd made for lunch. Flatout bread, hummus, spinach, chicken breast. Yummy!<br /><br />Dessert was birthday cake of course. When my husband took it out of the box I was really surprised he'd picked out such a great cake. It had whip cream frosting with strawberries mixed into the frosting, and it was coated with white chocolate shavings around the outside edge. I was eager to take pictures, and was snapping away as he took it out of the box, making over what a pretty cake he'd chosen. He couldn't stop laughing, and I couldn't figure out why. Can you see what he thought was so hysterical?<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtESGnpc5ng1cwNx2l8jUhg1VvjW14oEY-8szEF292QgoNsrkVnitm4OSctsHbWljsWHwcHyFxM7A8PXtoiEoJSq_GVMmZ8-42teWKl4dpxZ4gPQ7HTv0b0GmpLk9U4ynvvvqPLD3b_e5P/s1600/65.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtESGnpc5ng1cwNx2l8jUhg1VvjW14oEY-8szEF292QgoNsrkVnitm4OSctsHbWljsWHwcHyFxM7A8PXtoiEoJSq_GVMmZ8-42teWKl4dpxZ4gPQ7HTv0b0GmpLk9U4ynvvvqPLD3b_e5P/s320/65.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />I didn't even notice it said 65! I'm 56, NOT 65! Funny guy. <br /><br />We decided to go see a movie we'd both had been dying to see and we both loved it! I love Westerns and I love Sci-fi. This was a perfect match! Oh, and now I'm in love with Daniel Craig. I hated him as 007, but he was great in this movie. Super sexy guy.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVBwoesmDljCjuZrx8vlV6oJYiKEvFI4w_KrVyMobTh1bX2VMH74-IaR2B0qavlah0c7N3zh7YXhsBROJOXAXwsoT_PXlta10vTYsmj1EEOgqJVZ1Ipq2dphMRnxxybEbenFPhPgLZw7MA/s1600/a%2526c.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVBwoesmDljCjuZrx8vlV6oJYiKEvFI4w_KrVyMobTh1bX2VMH74-IaR2B0qavlah0c7N3zh7YXhsBROJOXAXwsoT_PXlta10vTYsmj1EEOgqJVZ1Ipq2dphMRnxxybEbenFPhPgLZw7MA/s320/a%2526c.png" width="213" /></a></div><br />Then we decided to go for a walk down at the boardwalk at Redondo beach:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZIgh1LQtDk7TAYrMlauYaq9WtSx0bqTEEBTxQEFQS_NZTEQUIutyiS761lHuo83o6_flq0A8C5UriJEdE6Q-6F2KkjqF6fTRSEMUJSdRSsadktN7dA-ifljkBLBk9HdiQPXtNotIXgJ5/s1600/pier.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZIgh1LQtDk7TAYrMlauYaq9WtSx0bqTEEBTxQEFQS_NZTEQUIutyiS761lHuo83o6_flq0A8C5UriJEdE6Q-6F2KkjqF6fTRSEMUJSdRSsadktN7dA-ifljkBLBk9HdiQPXtNotIXgJ5/s320/pier.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOe1m8xm6n6aMcCE4f-BWTpEfaDy-ygss8sMZqc_pC6e65oIqE-Ve225Y2SLyLT-h6xnaM6UfgJCW04peRmjvaN78buHJuSnO2F0x9zjkttuS2f7idGqa51g_qCvMu0jJ4uEMLYNfA9LeX/s1600/pier2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOe1m8xm6n6aMcCE4f-BWTpEfaDy-ygss8sMZqc_pC6e65oIqE-Ve225Y2SLyLT-h6xnaM6UfgJCW04peRmjvaN78buHJuSnO2F0x9zjkttuS2f7idGqa51g_qCvMu0jJ4uEMLYNfA9LeX/s320/pier2.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Me...56 years old! (that's my BodyMedia on my left arm).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWtecdtPkbFRjyobA8dUkucU_aCGgyn6zfhIzkXOSbqwxjtUP8qMad_EAdsUUy9-EHy5MSQD4oqeZyvSZZUN9VCEGJKFA09vfD52wnWOBzE03SkJ1pK1-iRHjtaqLSsxo9iYV58xy2Axuc/s1600/me.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWtecdtPkbFRjyobA8dUkucU_aCGgyn6zfhIzkXOSbqwxjtUP8qMad_EAdsUUy9-EHy5MSQD4oqeZyvSZZUN9VCEGJKFA09vfD52wnWOBzE03SkJ1pK1-iRHjtaqLSsxo9iYV58xy2Axuc/s320/me.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />After walking around for a about an hour we were hungry, so we went here for dinner. Not my picture because I forgot to take one! From their website.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2PXsyc67OJz-4fCJBPlRHkyysrVPf47tzWpv59RLcZWRlhO6Yy3_OxeOYN-0KasszHmRVs6e07CKKsMxLZsZIjITXbh6_i07c2Sks7BvhBnBIKihRqswWC0nQbbAcdYSgDhRVM2pGfQL4/s1600/saltys.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="155" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2PXsyc67OJz-4fCJBPlRHkyysrVPf47tzWpv59RLcZWRlhO6Yy3_OxeOYN-0KasszHmRVs6e07CKKsMxLZsZIjITXbh6_i07c2Sks7BvhBnBIKihRqswWC0nQbbAcdYSgDhRVM2pGfQL4/s640/saltys.png" width="640" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> My dinner...Crab and Shrimp Louie, and a glass of wine (yum..forgot how much I love wine). I only dipped my fork in the wonderful shrimp louie dressing...it was to die for.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZD45SSJp67qTJ-QFGgNMKemNEVoO52XWm__oGtFM-HldCBTQHwMMhyvSNVPpanBlRnzW25pF-RfnRfKuFi7DkqnY9jTRfqXC2iYunCOJIUH0oHWzLu8-w1u0TS_L8OrK0mskqg8P_1Yfd/s1600/dinner.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZD45SSJp67qTJ-QFGgNMKemNEVoO52XWm__oGtFM-HldCBTQHwMMhyvSNVPpanBlRnzW25pF-RfnRfKuFi7DkqnY9jTRfqXC2iYunCOJIUH0oHWzLu8-w1u0TS_L8OrK0mskqg8P_1Yfd/s320/dinner.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">On the way back to the car and the sun has gone down.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjUCyFnjTSqKwie-HOWZVuuHMtLiq8ETKUs1-AqkO63i2HFVbcZQbvRhd2KYyvcKlWZzuhxTud_mG0I5uf6YxMoc2_JrqP6I-VUJZ5rGaa78BenlVomKaLK3l4MOjXKNRIa02AMHuSWL4k/s1600/roadhome..JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjUCyFnjTSqKwie-HOWZVuuHMtLiq8ETKUs1-AqkO63i2HFVbcZQbvRhd2KYyvcKlWZzuhxTud_mG0I5uf6YxMoc2_JrqP6I-VUJZ5rGaa78BenlVomKaLK3l4MOjXKNRIa02AMHuSWL4k/s320/roadhome..JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipSRRfDVWXpq29JxIoGQlIF9-S3vKQvFpsp6KY0xhzN7rXfL_ZbmRWhfeigQ5KsJ55Vh3EArWSxWgXI-FRlo2TTUgqRRMrwjW-JLI-Yu7wQwlyri2nOXSfG2W3M6MEemDH9hf_cRAS2nts/s1600/roadhome2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipSRRfDVWXpq29JxIoGQlIF9-S3vKQvFpsp6KY0xhzN7rXfL_ZbmRWhfeigQ5KsJ55Vh3EArWSxWgXI-FRlo2TTUgqRRMrwjW-JLI-Yu7wQwlyri2nOXSfG2W3M6MEemDH9hf_cRAS2nts/s320/roadhome2.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYcbpBhH_vFE3Cpo89M_YgNJvrVn0thGc8Do3BL5xG49Bl1PkQc4KC2-1ZIoBX2uyucFbYsrtPN6J1aOOcTKVSyNBa6LcBKH3AJSkSZVLKbHswfDKHQ3dEzp7MZwqFLpXUh_DXuw-jzbfe/s1600/pier5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYcbpBhH_vFE3Cpo89M_YgNJvrVn0thGc8Do3BL5xG49Bl1PkQc4KC2-1ZIoBX2uyucFbYsrtPN6J1aOOcTKVSyNBa6LcBKH3AJSkSZVLKbHswfDKHQ3dEzp7MZwqFLpXUh_DXuw-jzbfe/s320/pier5.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />So overall, it was a pretty great birthday. Being 56 really isn't so bad. <br /><br />

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