What! I am how old?

My birthday always seems to shock me. I don't really remember most days how old I am. Mainly I figure out how old my husband is and subtract 5 years, it seems to work pretty well.

Today I am 47 years old, funny I don't feel that old. Birthdays really don't bother me, 20, 30, 40, 50....it doesn't matter. Inside I feel young so that number doesn't really matter to me.

Gray hairs don't bother me, I have no interest in coloring my hair. Wrinkles are going to stay because they are mine and add character.

Actually, I feel quite young.......I thought that I was 47 earlier in the year until my kids told me I was only 46.

Tasha came to town to help celebrate so we had a nice group at O'Charlies. I had to laugh when the waiter asked if there would be separate checks and I told him that they were all my kids.

Such a blessing for my birthday.

Tomorrow John is going to make me a homemade German Chocolate cake, I may gain a few pounds, more of me to love.