Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Merci, everyone, for the packages from the States and from Italy, for the cards, the e-mails, the oh-so-long distance phone calls, the gift certificates, the afternoon at the spa, the bouquets of flowers (particularly the one that’s bigger than my head, Walter and Fawn!), the fancy dinner… What a birthday! How lucky can a girl get?
Even my bank sent me a gift – subscriptions to a gourmet magazine and a home decorating magazine. And I didn’t get them anything!
Merci beaucoup, darling friends and family! Merci mille fois, Johann!
Maybe getting old isn’t so bad.