We just spend the weekend in Las Vegas, celebrating my mom’s birthday.
I may or may not be hungover still.
This was a big birthday for her, with a zero at the end. I’m not allowed to say how old she is, but I’m 45 and she was 24 when I was born. You do the math.
And, yes, feel free to be awed by how fabulous she looks.
The four of us, my Mom, Stepdad Dave, my David and I had the best time. We went to see a burlesque show that was amazing (Crazy Horse, at the MGM), drank pitchers of mojitos at the pool, walked all over, saw Phantom of the Opera, lunched at Sammy Hagar’s and walked all over some more. My David commented that we could hardly keep up with them.
Good times.
When my David said how full of energy they are, they said they just don’t feel old.
Amen.
And many, many happy returns, Mom.
Happy Birthday to your mom! Wow, she looks fantastic! Are you sure she wasn’t 4 when you were born?
The way she tells it, that’s how it happened/1
She is gorgeous! Proof that happiness does keep you young (and a pitcher of mojitos makes life all the sweeter).
One of life’s great lessons, KAK!
Your mom looks amazing. Tell her if I saw her on the street, I’d think she was in her fifties. =o)
Sounds like she had an awesome birthday. I spent my 30th in Vegas, and it’s a great place to forget you just got a year older. LOL
She’ll be flattered to hear that, B.E. And yes, Vegas is great for a party!
Happy Birthday to your Mother and wow, she looks gorgeous!!!
Thanks Veronica!
Tell your mom happy birthday. Her smile is radiant.
Keena
I will, Keena – thank you!