Well, today is a special day for me. The Beatles celebrated it many years ago:
"When i get older losing my hair,
Many years from now.
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine.
If i'd been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door,
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When i'm sixty-four.
You'll be older too,
And it you say the word,
I could stay with you.
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride,
Doing the garden, digging the weeds,
Who could ask for more.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When i'm sixty-four.
Every summer we can rent a cottage,
In the isle of wight, if it's not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera chuck & dave
Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely, wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When i'm sixty-four."
Hmmm, most of that doesn't really apply, I guess. But I swore that I would print the lyrics on my 64th.
It's been a quiet day because of the fire disaster in San Diego County. The highlight so far was my 2-year old granddaughter Lolo came into our bed this morning and sang "Happy birthday to you, papa" several times - talk about precious! Of course, she then sang "Happy birthday to you, hippopotamus" to the hippo flashlight she brought into bed with her.
We went to Rubio's for lunch, and she ate her fish taco and chips with salsa, beans and sour cream - all of it, no complaints, asking for more (Linda shared hers, and I shared my quesadilla). We will go out to dinner tonight, and I imagine that she will sing the song again and really enjoy sharing some ice cream with her old grandpa.
Almost a perfect day...
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
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