Happy Birthday Jim and Melissa!

Happy Birthday to my Dad and Happy Birthday to me too! He's 78 years young and I'm 42 years young! I've decided that after the age of 40, you no longer say "old"..... instead you say "young"! After all, age is just a number and more of a state of mind. I had a great birthday!!! Gary suprised me with a beautiful jacket and and took me out for lunch and dinner. I suprised Dad and Mom with chocolate creme pie tonight complete with a birthday candle!

Here's my Dad from this summer doing what he loves to do best..........work on and run heavy equipment. This is a little bulldozer he uses on the farm. My dad is 78 years young and still goes to work at the gravel plant every day. He loves what he does!

Since I was born on my dad's birthday he always says, "She was the best birthday present I ever got, but certainly has been the most expensive!" LOL! My mom said that December 29, 1966 was a very icy night and Dad fell 3 times trying to make it around the car to open the door to get her in to got to the hospital. When they got there and he took off his winter coat he had on a stripped shirt, plaid pants and 2 different colored socks! The funny part was that my mom had his clothes all layed out for him in case they had to got to the hospital in the middle of the night but he was so nervous and forget about them and just grabbed whatever he could find to wear. I bet he was a sight to see!