Monday, July 13, 2009


July 11th was my birthday.  As I get older it's almost as tho I have a visceral reaction to the 'thought' of birthdays; I get a kinda sick feeling in my stomach, my knees get weak, and my idea of  a birthday is no birthday, rather stay in bed with the sheet covering my head.  I suppose because I have such a low expectation (or no expectation) they always turn out okay.  This year was better than okay.  I played two hours of tennis with a friend, the kids made me breakfast, Jordi gave me a spa day, the girls and I went to Key Biscayne and talked and read and we went to Le Buchon du Grove for a delicious meal.  I also received a plethora of birthday wishes on Facebook.  That was fun! What more could a goil ask for???!!!


Sally said...

And none of those birthday wishes came from me!!!! I'm sorry Hope!

Happy Happy Happy Belated Birthday! I'm glad you had such a good day. You deserve the very best and I'm very glad you were born.

Hope Torrents said...

Sally, seriously, I don't take birthdays too seriously any more. Actually, it's my belief, that if you have little or no expectations about birthdays, that if ANYONE does anything it's a bonus, icing on the cake, so to speak.

Tea Time Consultants said...

Hope, playing tennis I think would be a great way to spend a birthday! I would just like to play a par 3 golf course, however, in Houston, you just melt!
Come by sometime.