A FEW PHOTOS FROM MY BIRTHDAY WITH OUR FAMILY

I had a real nice time on my birthday.  My son and daughter-in-law came over and we all went to the Cheesecake Factory.  

I haven't been there in years.  The young lady who took care of us was very sweet.  As busy as she was, she didn't bat an eye when I asked if she would take our photograph. 

You will recognize some of these photos from my post yesterday.  

My Darlings made it extra special by being there. We had a lot of fun together, as is always the case.

The guys had fish tacos...

daughter-in-law had a delicious looking salad...

and I had the chicken pot pie, and this delicious chocolate cake.  I had heard a few of the staff singing happy birthday to someone, and I looked at our son and said, "No thank you!"  I knew what was on his mind.  Our young lady heard me and got the message, and her face was a question mark, like don't you want us to sing?  I said out loud no thank you with a greatful smile.  But she did bring me this, which I thought was a lovely touch, and not expected.

It was delicious, very rich and I could only eat a couple of bites.  I took the rest home to be enjoyed later.

 Gregg ordered a piece of cheesecake...

 and son and daughter-in-law shared key lime pie.

Gregg had given me two birthday cards early in the day, along with these gorgeous flowers.  

My favorite color roses.

And our son and daughter-in-law gave me the prettiest pillow.

I looked at the square shaped package and had a good idea what it was, even after our son jokingly said, "Bet you can't guess what this is Mom." I loved it and it couldn't have been a more perfect gift. I have been looking for pretty pillows to brighten our sofa.  I even turned it into a painting.

Here is my card from them, next to the pretty paper rose that came on top of the parcel.  The bulldog Bobby was a gift from our son years ago when he went to England on a school trip.  His grandfather, my father, was a 30 year career police officer in the UK. The background is part of a painting of the village I lived in.  That church is where Gregg and I were married in 1975.  I've shared all this before but am adding these little tidbits just in case there's anyone new popping in since then, and it was a long time ago that I last mentioned it. 

And that was this year's birthday.