Yesterday was my younger sister's birthday, so I was not on sole source.
We had a wonderful time together. She turned 69 years old (she's in the middle). Our "baby" sister (she hates being called that) is 66 (right) and I am 71 years old (left).
Today is another day though and I am back on the walking track.
What a beautiful picture! You all hold the secrete of the fountain of youth, evidently.
As the "baby" of my family, I can understand your sister's feelings. It's a position you never escape, even when you are all decades in to adulthood.
It looks like you had a great time. No worries about taking a birthday break. My Cambridge is expected to arrive tomorrow so I'll be back at it on Wednesday. We ordered our treadmill last night too!