The Birthday Weekend

Sweet lil birthday message from darling Mel

Birthdays are special days, says who?,  says me.  And why not?  If I wouldn’t be born here on this earth, I would never have known my funny family , my crazy friends and my naughty nephews.  I would not have been writing this blog.  Jane would probably be an alien on some other planet.  Well I can hear someone chuckle, she almost looks like one.  And what if I was born without a roof over my head or in famine stricken Ethiopia.  Ethiopia – sorry I am drifting now, hey I would be adopted by Angelina or Madonna.  No such luck would be too old for that, would probably be adopted as the nanny.  Well but where I am is the perfect place where I was planted and there is every reason for me to celebrate life. There is a purpose and plan for each one of us, so they say.  And I think my plan now is to make the most of this weekend.  

For Dad...

The daughter is always referred to as Daddy’s little girl.  Well my Dad has four daughters to call his little girls, though far from  little anymore.  But I remember he calling us his “Little Women” and that was the one of the first simple adaptation of the classic by Louisa May Alcott that he had gifted us.  And inside the book he wrote “To My Little Women – With Love Dad”.  I loved reading it and me and my sisters identified with the four sisters in the story – Meg, Joe, Beth and  Amy .  And  at that time we were curious to know who would be  Laurie.