What was that old commercial–“Takes a licking and keeps on ticking”? Timex watches, I think it was. Well, the licking she gets is from three affectionate little dogs, but she just keeps on keeping on!
I took the birthday cake over to the church Saturday so I wouldn’t have to handle both it and the wheelchair Sunday morning. As we rounded the corner to the patio, the Sunday School kids squealed, “It’s Miss Esther!” and crowded around her. They had made her birthday cards and bath salts. The cards were adorable, and the bath salts–well, let’s just say they didn’t stint on the perfume! Ugh!! She was so tickled.
I invited a few friends and neighbors over for lunch. She didn’t want a large group, and protested (mildly, and more for show than anything else) that I was making too much of a fuss. I told her I very seldom host 96th birthday luncheons!