Many years ago when my Dad turned 65, his brother gave him a T-shirt that said ‘I’m 65, now give me my Damn Discount’. Dad wore it on the day of his Birthday, but I never saw him in it again. When he passed away not that many years later I found the shirt in his drawer, neatly folded and looking like it was never worn. Dad wasn’t much for pulling anything over his head, and did pretty well everything in a Button Down collared shirt. Different Generation.
I wish I had kept that shirt, as today it’s Sylvia’s turn to be eligible to wear it. With the usual restaurants in our neighbourhood closed for Covid, it is going to be a quiet celebration. And as the only thing she wanted for her Birthday was to spend it with her Son, Daughters in Law and Grandkids not happening either, I guess it will be just another winter day. She won’t even let me make a Cake, as we have stuffed ourselves with Christmas Baking, but still have lots left. Lots of Hugs and singing of Happy Birthday will have to do.
Happy Birthday, Sweetheart!

Happy Birthday Sylvia, I hope it’s filled with lots of phone calls, FaceTimes, Zooms, whatever mode that brings good wishes your way during this COVID birthday 🙂
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Happy Birthday Sylvia! You are owed a nice dinner out! Soon, I hope!
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Happy day, Sylvia!
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Happy 65! The best is yet to come.
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