Do I look like I’m acting my age?
Laura (left) and Sarah help me get gussied up for another non-counted birthday.
Someday I may grow up, but I hope it’s not any time soon.
Last week in China I had another one of those birthdays that I observe but don’t count—a practice I recommend.
Birthday people don’t get off easy on the truck. It all started with Karl who had the first celebration in Turkey. He was given a hot pink jangly, belly-dancing wrap to put around his waist. Since then every birthday girl or boy has had to buy an outfit item to contribute to the next birthday girl or boy. The party person then gets to wear it all on their special night.
Acting like Mary Poppins, but probably too childish to pull it off.
We’ve been going for more than three months now and the birthday wardrobe collection is huge. I wore the belly-dancing wrap, a green shawl, black slippers (although I carried them and never actually put them on), a couple of bracelets, a pair of heart-shaped sunglasses, a gold pillbox hat with filmy veil, a sparkly purple umbrella, a wooden cane, a goat-skin wine cask and my very own Chinese apron (purchased by Lu). Yay! I get to keep the apron.
So the birthday is out of the way. Poor John’s birthday was the day we joined the truck back in June and he swore me to secrecy. I was banned from mentioning it at all and he didn’t even know about the dress-up box.
Where to next? 
Hi Peggy,
Happy birthday for Thursday! I’m sorry I missed it but I wasn’t sure how you were going with emails at the moment. You look very glamorous with all your pretty birthday accessories! Did you have a special birthday dinner as well? I certainly hope so. Take care.
Love and best wishes
Louise
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No special meal, but a lot of fun anyway.
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I’m gobsmacked. Glad to see you a had a great time. Happy Birthday, Mommie Dearest.
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