Our February Babies

Yesterday, February 5th, was my husband Howard's birthday.
We had a quiet evening at home, anticipating a snowstorm that never arrived!

See? I told you that getting a snowblower would guarantee no snow for Northern New Jersey in perpetuity.

Today, February 6th, is my daughter Alida's birthday. She is 24, or 168 in dog years.

In this picture she is only a few weeks old:

Dig the funky hair.

In this one, she is 23, and all washed up:

Well, you know I don't mean that. But she's 'way out in California, so I can say whatever I want; I'm too far away to hear her say, "MA!" You know how kids can turn that into a two syllable word? The really talented ones can get it to stretch to three syllables.

So, Happy Birthday to my two dear February babies!

24 years ago we did have a big snowstorm, and Mercy hospital on
Long Island was jammed with mothers suddenly popping out babies.
You know why? Howard didn't have a snowblower then.

Whatever your weather today, enjoy the fact that you have it! -- Cass (who has no snow!)