So today as Im sitting talking to MIL with hunny he tells her:
"Mom your lookin good"
Thank you son
She giggles then says:
Well you know Im 65.....
"Oh Really? 65? Wow mom so what year were you born?"
With a proud look squaring her shoulders:
1923.
(Dam when I hit 85 I hope like heck I can forget 20 years)

Mom your 85
No Im not Im 65!
Ok your 65....so what year were you born?
1923...
Ok and what year is it?
I don know
Well then how do you know your 65?
Cause the birthday cake told me so.

Whatever drugs shes on I want some

Here's the birthday girl at our house.
She's 81, I mean, 61 !!!!

Yes, I have those daydreams too.
Except I'm 32 instead of 52!
Hey, they say age is a state of mind!
Whatever makes her(me) happy!

Where can I get one of those cakes and knock off 20 years? Of course I want to know what I know 20 years later too.

Happy Birthday BG's MIL. Must be a really nice cake