As if an endlessly energetic child of five, I had been anticipating this 50th Birthday Party for weeks.
The world celebrates Fiftieth Birthday parties with black balloons and archaic sentiments of "over the hill", "an old fart is as good as a new one" and "anyone have a flame-thrower to light the candles".
Or appropriately...Dean with snow-bunny skier Lisa...sporting sunglasses. I never skied with a hat, I was too cool for that. Sometimes I skied in jeans to show off my coolness as well...but that's another story.
Every detail was perfect...from the photo booth, to the Fabulous Fifty display, to the gourmet meal, to the company and to all the vintage photos scattered around the house. The party was completely delightful!
I can't help but realize how blessed I am to be Fifty years old and celebrating with people who love me.
My heart is filled with memories and experiences of the past fifty years.