Today’s my birthday, so I’ll be away from my computer doing birthday things. See you tomorrow!

Happy birthday to me!
Today’s my birthday, so I’ll be away from my computer doing birthday things. See you tomorrow!
Happy birthday to me!
Birthday boy Kirk Douglas
My city is well-known for their impressive Fourth of July fireworks display. The festivities are always held ahead of the actual holiday. This year, they were on Friday, 1 July. The Chef and I live right around the corner from the riverfront, where the fireworks are launched. We watched the display from our deck. Although we missed the lower ones due to a tall building being in the way, we saw a good 75% of the show without having to mingle with the throngs. That’s a win. Here are a few pics that I took with my camera phone. They’re not the best, but I think they can qualify as being *mildly* artistic.
Fireworks
The Very Last Blast Looked Like a Fireball
After-Show Smoke
The writer of such adventure classics as The Sea Hawk, Scaramouche, and Captain Blood was born on 29 April 1875. Here he is as a young man, looking rather dapper:
Portrait of birthday boy Rafael Sabatini
Today is my fifth wedding anniversary with The Chef! We’ll be painting the town a few different colors! See you tomorrow.
The Saturday Night Kid* with Clara Bow and James Hall, 1929
*Yes, I know today is Friday, but The Chef and I are both redheads…so, just go with it!
From the George Grantham Bain collection (Library of Congress):
George Bernard Shaw
G.B. Shaw was born on 26 July 1856.
I’m not sure what The Chef and I are doing today, but it’s certainly not going to involve (real) blogging.
Here’s a link to my fave birthday post, from 2012.
See you tomorrow!
Happy Easter!
Puck: Easter issue, 5 April 1899. Frank A. Nankwell.
Have a very Mary 1923 2015:
Mary Pickford, 1923
I’d like to wish my husband a very happy fourth wedding anniversary!
Engagement Photo. November 2010.
“I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.”-Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice