Sunday, January 16th, was Scott's birthday. He turned 52. Nothing had changed by him getting a year older, still the same. He went up to the hospital to see his mom first thing in the morning, I think it was aroud 7:30am. Then when he got back I made breakfast. We had sausage, eggs, biscuts and gravy. Basically just stay around the house and did nothing all day. Tabetha and Daniel took us out for dinner, we went to Texas Roadhouse. That is their favorite place to go, other than the Olive Garden. It was a good dinner, thank you Tab/Daniel for taking us. They also got him a new Colt's sweetshirt, he really likes it too.
I made a cake for Scott's birthday, it was Chocolate cake with chocolate icing. Didn't think we'd be able to eat the whole thing. But don't worry, Candace had her peice and she was trying to hide it from the kids. Which it worked for a while, or at least until she got done with it.
The kids did find out about the cake and they all had a peice also, which was alright with me. Cause now it's gone and it didn't go to waste.
Alden called Papaw at work and told him Happy Birthday (Papaw is working in Terre Haute). I think they both got a kick out of that phone call.
Well until next time, hope all is well and be safe in you journeys...