Today was my birthday. Happy birthday me. Congratulations to me for surviving twenty seven revolutions around the star we call "Sun", on the planet we call "Earth", in the galaxy we call "Milky Way" in the space we call "Universe". I would go into further detail here, but then I would have to choose which group of people I want reading this.
Grandmother had surgery Friday. Walking around same day. Granted it should not have affected her walking. My point is that she still had energy. She was doing well today too. We went to dinner with Carolyn to celebrate my birthday. I really wanted to get a cheeseburger from Wendy's, but that is not the sort of thing we do here, so I had a subpar steak at an upscale restaurant that deserves no advertisement from me. It was expensive.
On an unrelated note, Carolyn started talking to the manager who lost 118 pounds by changing his diet. He attributed it to a book called "The China Study" or something like that. Apparently it exists because someone was trying to prove that nutrition cannot cure cancer. Then they discovered that their hypothesis was incorrect. I think I want to look into that book some other time. Someone please remind me in six months.
I took a nap today before dinner. My grandmother was asleep for a long time and I thought, "yay, I can sleep without getting lectured." So while each of us was sleeping, someone snuck into the house and delivered a cake. Apparently the cake maker called out our names a few times, but after nobody answered, she just left. Note to self, never lock door, burglars bring yummy treats.
To those that called me or sent me a message, thanks. To anyone that did not, [shunning silence].
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