It was funny this year though, because all our mountain friends that stopped by kept wishing me a Happy Birthday. Which was strange because my birthday wasn’t for another month, and I didn’t tell any of them it was coming up. But they are getting long in the tooth, so I didn’t think much of it.
Sunday afternoon, my brother asks me if I want to take a drive to visit his friends. Our salsa making was complete, so I willingly went. We drove from one cabin to another , chatting and enjoying a most excellent afternoon. When we came back to our little cabin, I figured out why everyone was telling me happy birthday….
My super awesome and extra sneaky sister-in-law planned a surprise party for me. It included my first shrimp boil cookout, and a party that couldn’t be beat.