Moley Doodle Thank You

Just a couple of moley-doodles I used as Thank You notes/emails to family for birthday presents at the party Sunday. The moleskine does not take washes well in this book I have - maybe it's just for sketching? One was for Chris and Jenny and the other was for Donal, Moe and the kids :)

For my birthday I got:
A long-sleeved tee that says I'm cuckoo for cocoa puffs (fun!),
a book by one of my favorite authors, Anita Shreve (Jodi Picoult is my other absolute favorite),
a tiny little pin of a topiary with 3 oranges amidst the foliage, a cd of Kasey Chambers and Shane Nicholson singing Rattlin' Bones,
and
a Starbucks gift card with enough cash on it to keep me caffeinated for the year! Wooo-hooo!!!

Can't wait to wear my new tee - I don't know how Jenny does it but she picks out something for me I'd never pick myself and yet it soon becomes one of my favorite things! She used to buy me great earrings and they'd become my faves and then I'd lose one :( and I hated that! So I asked her to stop buying me earrings - I was getting superstitious about it but probably I was just more likely to lose them because I wore them all the time, not just once in a while.

After setting a date to get together (we celebrate 4 birthdays together usually in February), the kids got sick and we postponed and changed the time as well as the date. On Sunday, Jenny had to call and say, "Um...Rhonda? You are missing your birthday!" I'd forgotten the time change and was going in the evening, not the afternoon - or maybe it was a senior moment?

Anyway, thanks to Chris, Jenny, Donal, Moe, Jocelyn, Alaina and Devlin for the great gifts! And thanks to Jenny and Chris for the lasagna and to Ginny for the cake and to AA & John and Fritz & Ginny & Kate for the cards :) Plus it was a beautiful sunny day. Couldn't ask for more...

And today is just too glorious a day to be inside. Took a nice 1 1/2 mile walk throughout the neighborhood, checking out what was coming up in the yards and blooming on the trees; then actually did some work in the front yard in the mess that is supposed to be my flower garden but it actually just a flat space for holding lots of ornaments (I decided since I can't grow anything there, I'll just fill it up with tiles and gazing balls and other odds and ends - I could do like one painting friend who used to come to class who painted flowers and put them in her flower boxes instead of the real things).