And I don't feel any different than I did when I was twenty-something. Wish the rest of my body agreed with my mind . . .
Here's a picture Steve (my hubby) took of me last weekend when we had a small family celebration. My son "gave" me my miniature dachshund, Emma, who I received last year as a real birthday gift. She went wild and kissed everything she could reach.
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