C's birthday

So granddaughter "C's" birthday party was yesterday. She really has a BIRDday birthday this year (on Thanksgiving), but she will be with her mom, plus there's the whole holiday interfering with friends schedules thing. We went to Tony Starlights, where they were having a Johnny Mercer tribute (wrote "Moon River," "Tangerine," "Jeepers Creepers," and a hundred others). And the night was also a benefit for the NW Down Syndrome Association.

Oh, why do I use the "C" for her name? Just for protection. I mean, no one is reading this blog anyway (Hi, Amy!) but she is a minor and there are creeps out there. I trust her dad is watching her facebook settings.

Back to the celebration. Lots of fun. She was pulled up on stage right away to be recognized, and she got to play percussion for one song. Okay, it was a cowbell, and she hit it three times when he signaled her. "I'm an old cowhand from the Rio Grande." Yee-haw!

'Nuf for today; gotta take out the garbage. Maybe tomorrow I will post an antithesis to Kermit the Frog, because I believe it IS easy being green. Curious? Stay tuned.

Oh Mom: I changed the settings for comments so you can leave it as anonymous if you can't get it to work right for you. And I took off the "word verification" routine. So give it a shot again.