Hello Everyone in Blogland,
You wouldn't believe me if I just told you, so, I've taken pictures for proof (of the calamity). The Birthday came first however, so I'll cover that. This is the Birthday Boy! My sister had lunch at her house just for immediate family. Isn't the Birthday Boy so cute? We think we'll keep him. He's such a precious man and father.
It's gift time, yay!
Birthday ice cream sammies... yummo!
On to Sunday night. The members of the church helped my sister and I to host an 80th Birthday Party after the evening church service. The party cake! It tasted so good. It came from the bakery at the little market where I work part-time.
My sister and I put together a presentation board of pics of Dad from when he was about 1 until the day of his 80th birthday.
Some friends and family to make the party complete.
The following picture is of my sister, Becky, and Dad's sister, Evelyn. Aunt Evelyn was my chemo buddy. She's the one that I did my every three weeks chemo treatments with. Even though we had different oncologists, we were able to keep the same schedule for our treatments. Even though it was an unpleasant reason, it was such a blessing to be there for each other, as well as other family members that were able to participate along the way.
And a little silliness along the way. Daddy's girls... and Dad's boys!
All in all a very happy weekend...
And then came Monday... I'll let the pics speak for themselves and give a quick version of the events.
So, here's what happened. The husband is working on kitchen renovations, a large heavy board with a nail in it falls to the floor, the nail punctures a green spray paint can, the paint can spins out of control on the kitchen floor, the husband picks up said can and tries to cover the hole with his hands, the paint is spewing through his fingers, the paint can is thrown out the door. Consequently there is a huge mess everywhere! But, I love him anyhow. However, this might give you some new insight as to why I cringe at the thought of house renovations. :)