It was my Mom's birthday yesterday. Her age can be summed up in this conversation between her and my sister Tina.
MOM: "I'm 40!"
TINA: "No, you're not. You're ancient."
MOM: "40!"
TINA: "Ancient!"
MOM: "40!"
TINA: "Ancient!"
MOM: "40!"
TINA: "Hey. We haven't bugged Jason in three minutes."
MOM: "Oh, yeah. Jason, get a job!"
TINA: "Yeah, you bum. No dinner unless you get a job."
Michele (sister #2) got this flower arrangment for my Mom, sans the sloppy photo editing.
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