another year with Karens as they take a ride on the birthday express!
Be forewarned that there is an excessive use of parenthetical phrases (to provide quick, impromptu explanations) throughout this post.
I met the first Karen way back in 1988 while we were attending Western Washington University. Through the years we’ve changed jobs, married, had three children each, sprouted gray hairs (mostly because of the afore-mentioned children) and kept in touch despite long distances apart. Thank heavens for the internet! If you enjoy perusing beautiful quilts, reading about the trials of motherhood cast in a humorous light or just want to say “hey!” then head on over. And don’t forget to wish her a happy birthday while you’re there.
I’ve known the second celebrated Karen for significantly longer, as she’s me very own dear old Mum. I’ve waxed poetic in great length on my blog and even shown pictures taken of her over the years (which I shall endeavor to repost because it’s late and I like these pictures).
She’s smart, doesn’t suffer fools lightly and isn’t afraid to speak her mind.
Birthday presents for everyone (including my sister who celebrated on Sunday) sit forlornly on my dresser.
Hopefully all will be mailed or delivered in person during spring break, which begins on Friday. Yeah!
Happy Birthday Mom and Karen!