36 years have flown by and another birthday was celebrated. I can't help but feel like I should be in Western ND every year when my birthday rolls around. For 18 years that's where I was while my Dad hunted for his deer. So thankful he took the year off in 1977 though to help bring me into the world! Although I couldn't celebrate with my parents my boys did take care of me and got me an incredible chocolate cake and dinner out. They also treated me to a framed photo of our family, a new pink shirt (as seen above), and a new crock pot which C refers to as my "crack pot". Hoping he didn't tell anyone at school what he got me. Ah, never a dull moment around here.
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