Today is Judy's 70th birthday. My parents are old. But I love them.
I've been threatening to throw Judy a big birthday party for months now. A party where we'd rent out a huge building and invite her two or three hundred closest friends. It's so funny, because she freaked out about it. She did not want a party.
So instead of having a big party, we had a small one. We got a big table at a restaurant, and had her 15 best friends come, and all her kids were there. When we told her what we'd planned we first gave her the birthday present. (It was a Rolex. It was beautiful.) Then we told her she could have it on the condition that she come to the party. She didn't even throw a fit! She was actually fairly excited.
So we had the party. And I got to sit by the wonderful Louise. The highlight of the night was when they brought the food out. With all the people, it took a while for the food to come out. Tom was the last one to get his food. After about ten minutes, Louise looked at him and said, "well Tom, didn't you order anything?" And he looked at her and said, "No, I guess I didn't. I guess that's why I was having such a hard time remembering what I ordered." The waiter put a rush on his order, and it was wonderful to make senile jokes for the rest of the evening.
All and all, it was a great night. I think it made Judy happy to be around all her dearest friends. I think it makes anyone happy to be around their dearest friends. That's the thing about friends. They make the world a slightly brighter place, and they make smiles come just a little bit easier.