While I am on the topic of pictures speaking a thousand words, take a look at these photos from my Mom’s, aka, Overboard’s, 65th surprise birthday Fiesta. Do you see the Extreme Olé seeping out of every guest? What a festive group of Senoritas! These cheerful women were either related to Overboard or long-time friends (the best kind to have). That is the thing with my family, we don’t have a high-friend-turnover rate; once an amiga, always an amiga!
The cake was so darn cute, the rooster prop perfect (Overboard collects chickens, roosters, chickadees, farm animals in general), the Mexican food delish and Sangria was the perfect afternoon drink (Tequila and noon don’t mix well). And what is a party without games? Boooooring! So, we played “Overboard Concentration” where we had to match phrases like, “lasagna and enchiladas,” “Flower Arranging Flair,” and “Bowling Beauty.” After lunch everyone was surprisingly delighted to stick on a fake bandito mustache and sombrero for a group picture.
Everything went according to plan. My backyard is put back together and I can relax in nostalgic disbelief that mi Mamacita es seeesty fi year old.
Awww, those moms … they sure grow up fast these days. You blink and the next thing you know they are all grown up and on Medicare!
Riding a unicycle is like life. To be successful and enjoy the ride, they both require tremendous balance and focus. I sit up tall, shoulders back and imagine I am holding one of my young boys under each arm. My best-friend-techie-husband’s hand on my seat (hubba, hubba) to guide me, and my two wiener dogs running alongside, looking like double Dumbos. As I train to ride Blanche, my unicycle, in a half-marathon, I think how good God is as the breeze blows my brown hair, a big smile on my face. Come along for a thrilling one-wheel ride while I do my best to maintain balance... but keep an open mind, there is always something new to learn!