Dinner

Next week is my birthday. It is my 60th, although I do not feel any older than I did years ago. I guess they are right when they say it is only a number. I did not want to have a big party. That is just not me. I wanted to have a small dinner with the people that are closest to me. My son picked out the restaurant, one that I had never been to before. He thought that would be special. There will be eight people plus my grandson. I am looking forward to it.