Happy birthday to you...
No, I won't sing all the verses to you, Daddy. Just wanted to call to wish you a happy birthday!
Did you have nice weather on your special day? It was pretty sunny here. Geez, over the last few weeks we've had lots of snow melt, leaving behind soggy grass and sloppy mud next to the piles left over from shoveling. Then, another inch or so falls to cover it all up again. More melt, more snow. Ah, the joys of late winter. (Don't want to jinx it by calling it "spring" quite yet.)
I hope you were out and about somewhere fun today. Isn't there a restaurant there that gives you a percentage discount to match your age? Hey, with that much off the price, the food wouldn't even have to be that good to make it worth the trip!
There had better be cake and ice cream. I don't remember: Do you have a favorite birthday cake like we "kids" did? I'm a fan of just about any cake, actually. Let's just use a few candles to blow out, OK? I think we all reach a point when our cake doesn't need one candle for each and every year. I hope Mother found some St. Patrick's Day paper plates and napkins to use. Yeah, I know that it's two weeks until that holiday, but it's the closest one to your birthday. We have traditions to uphold! I saw lots of Easter stuff out, of course, when I was at the store today. Summer gear can't be far behind.
Well, I won't keep you. You've probably got company coming over or have someplace else to go to celebrate. And since you're not a big "phone" person, I won't make you talk long on a day that revolves around YOU. Just wanted to let you know I was thinking about you, and I ... you know.
Yah, yah. OK.
Happy birthday, Daddy.
03/03/1932 - 12/12/2010
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