Wowsa...the hubs hit the big 65...that IS an eye popper birthday to be sure! WHO EVER thought we'd get to this age? I mean REALLY!
I remember the day like it was yesterday that I didn't trust ANYone over the age of 30. It's SO funny we still call snowbirds old farts here in sunny SW FL. We grouse about how they clog up the restaurants and the road ways..and LOOK who is calling the kettle black!
Like it or not...we are officially on the old fart guest list. I like to think of 60 as the new 50 but I'm not so sure it cuts it.
Tonight we were trying to think what we could do to celebrate the milestone. The official celebration will be tomorrow night with our large group of friends. I felt a little guilty about not planning a big wing ding for the hubs but with the crazy busy schedule of the consignment gallery that fell by the way side...so color me a bad spouse. Actually I like the sound of that...what IS a bad spouse...and do they mate in the spring or just fly west to bad spouse land...okay I've had a few glasses of vino..so I'm entertaining my self with my lame jokes.
We decided to go to Bonefish..just the two of us for the marking of such a momentous occasion...i mean no one turns 65 again...absolutely No one! We will have plenty of fun and libations with our friends tomorrow, Sunday afternoon for a celebration and then yet again next Tuesday night. We like to take our birthdays seriously here in Florida land. Actually it's any reason to have a glass of vino, or two...or three..then I lose count.
But tonight was extra special because a very close friend of our beautiful son Josh's is manager at Bonefish Grill. He always goes out of his way to make us feel special on our visits and now that he has been promoted to floor manager he is extra nice to us. He treated us to a glass of Petit Syrah wine and it was exceptionally tasty. I thanked him profusely and it made me chuckle to hear him describe it as delightfully fruity with a taste of chocolate that finished the back of the palate after aroma. I mean here's a kid that pal~ed around with our son that drank nothing but beer and wasn't even picky about the brand now a wine connoisseur...just does my heart proud!
He also announced that his girl and he are expecting in August and that if it is a boy that they are kicking around the name of Gavin...which of course was our Josh's middle name.
To have a young man STILL thinking of our Josh almost 6 years after he departed this earth with the honor of naming their OWN young son after him in his honor does my mother's heart proud. I then go on to think about how many people our young Josh touched in his tender 22 years here on earth that STILL hold him in their hearts and tell us about him and how much he inspired them in the past and STILL inspires them to this day. It truly brings tears of joy to my tired mother's eyes.
NEVER forget how much you inspire those around you...even in the smallest ways. NEVER forget how much you influence your children to go on and pass your life lessons to those in their circle of influence.
The hubs and I had a fabulous meal tonight and we sat across from each other discussing our dear son and made a pact to carry on his legacy...to spread his good heart and soul and to keep encouraging and supporting his many, many friends.
Josh was singing Happy Birthday to his father...from the heavens above. He never fails to let us know through his friends, his words that he left behind, or his own true vibrations that he is still VERY much with us...and STILL is VERY much alive and well...now just in a different way.
Viva Josh...you made your mom and dad proud...and your dear friend Dan hasn't forgotten the sweetness of your personality and characteristics all these many years later. I hope we see a little Gavin to welcome to our world in August...yes I truly, truly do!