Wednesday, April 7, 2010

We Are Always the Same Age on the Inside.















                                                  
My dear friend Anna turned ninety on Monday. She received one of those fancy edible creations that was "much too much" for her to eat alone. Naturally, Amy and I signed up to help. We spent the evening munching on chocolate covered bananas and listening to Anna's absolutely hilarious complaints about the other residents.

This spunky old broad has become one of my closest friends in the last year. Her spark for life and ability to find comedic relief in even the most hopeless situations inspires me every day. Even her trash mouth is admirable. I love her very much.

Happy Birthday Anna!

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