48!

Tomorrow I will turn 48 years old.
I seem to recall mom saying I was born at 3:15am on a Sunday morning.

I think back to birthdays as a child and I honestly don't have vivid memories of celebrating my birthday. I know some people who can tell you what they got when they were 8, or that on their 12th birthday they received this... But not me.

I don't mean to indicate that I didn't get great gifts and presents. I just have a bad memory. What I do recall is every birthday we got to decide the dinner menu. My menu choice year after year was what we called Goulash and it had to be served with fried potatoes. Our goulash is much like most people's spaghetti, it is just made with elbow macaroni pasta instead of spaghetti pasta. And the potaotes were basic potatoes fried in crisco and maybe a diced onion tossed in.

Now that is my comfort food!

I don't have my mom here to make my birthday dinner any more and somehow it isn't quite the same when I make it myself.
But this year I plan to be up in a cabin at Silver Falls State Park grilling out over an open fire or maybe cooking something simple on the single propane burner I bought.

All I know is I am looking forward to some time away. I may do some hiking, some reading, some quilting, some sketching, or maybe all I will do is some napping

At least until Jeff and the kids will join me on Friday or Saturday.
But I am fairly certain that I will remember this, my 48th, birthday!