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Happy Birthday...

to me!

Update: Since you have asked, I only got one actual packaged gift, a beautiful hand-made bracelet from a friend, but both girls were home for the weekend, and we had dinner at the lake and a relaxing weekend. Thanks to all of you for your lovely wishes!

Comments

dive said…
Happy Birthday, Robyn!!!!!!!!!!!
WOOHOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Have a brilliant weekend and make sure the girls remember that today is YOUR day!
Many happy returns.
xox
7:44 AM
Alifan said…
Oh Robyn, hope you do not get too many bumps!!!!!

Have a wonderful day......
8:59 AM
Neponset River Bridge Dig said…
Happy birthday, Robyn!!! Your present is in the mail.
10:39 AM
Maria said…
Happy birthday, Robyn. Many happy returns of the day. What is your favorite cake? What gifts did you get? Things like that interest me...

And I am four years your senior, young lady.
1:59 PM
Scout said…
Thank you everybody. I don't get gifts, typically, but my friend did give me a lovely Indian-made green and pink bracelet, and my daughter has agreed not to complain today as my gift.

I don't have a favorite cake, except maybe carrot cake, or maybe white chocolate cheesecake.
2:05 PM
Full said…
HBDTY,
HBDTY,
HBDDR,
HBDTY.

If I don't sing all the words I don't need to pay royalties.

Happy Birthday Robyn.
2:26 PM
DearestDragonfly said…
A very merry, happy clappy, sweetly surprise-ful birthday to you!

How wonderful to be born on the summer solstice.
3:05 PM
MmeBenaut said…
Happy Birthday Robyn. Gosh, here was I thinking you were my age but you're just a baby! I hope you have a truly fulfilling day, full of love, smiles and laughter.
No gifts? I can't believe it.
5:05 PM
Katie said…
Hope you've been having a wonderful Birthday! Great picture of you and Dive; I bet you had a hoot of a time when you were together. Enjoy the rest of your special day!
6:41 PM
Mrs. G. said…
Happy Birthday to you!
7:11 PM
Anonymous said…
Happy birthday, Robyn!
7:46 PM
Anonymous said…
Happy Birthday Scout, have a great day.
xox
9:16 PM
savannah said…
happy birthday, sugar!!!! may every day be just as sweet for you! xoxox
10:35 PM
Joy said…
Hey, Robin! Many happy returns! Hope you had a wonderful day and perhaps today will bring you some more fun times.


joy xx
5:00 AM
Katherine said…
HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! Sent from me via Dive! I hear you are "criminally talented." Heee heee. Here's to jail time!
7:58 AM
Miz Minka said…
Happy Birthday to you! Hope it's a year filled with wonderful surprises. :)
7:50 PM
Anonymous said…
Happy Birthday Robyn! Hope it was beyond wonderful.
9:09 AM
Cheltenhamdailyphoto said…
A belated Happy Birthday Robyn - sorry i missed it but had the parents visiting so time was limited. Do hope you had a wonderful day - tell us your gifts and how you celebrated! x
9:40 AM
Cheltenhamdailyphoto said…
Ah i see the comments now... no gifts??? What sort of raw deal is that? At the very least, young lady, i reckon you should take yourself to the nearest store and treat yourself. Give to yourself if no-one else has done so!
9:43 AM
Shan said…
I'm late to the party but that's quite typical for me so don't be offended.
HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUUUUU!
Glad you had a nice relaxing day with the family. I'm with Lynn on the gifts though. You need to go do something special for yourself this week for a change. You are always so busy giving to others that maybe you forget to celebrate YOU. I think Dive described you quite nicely. BLESSINGS ROBYN!! :)
11:39 AM
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