Anthony: What are you doing up so late?
Me: It’s only 10pm, Ants. You know me, I’m a night owl, and I’ve been planning a small get-together for your birthday – just a few of your family and a few of mine, and maybe some friends.
Anthony: Oh!
Me: I’ll have a statue of you erected in the front garden.
Anthony: Oh!
Me: That was a joke.
Anthony: Oh!
Me: Anyway, I’ll send a few invitations out and see what interest there is. Don’t expect a throng though, just in case.
Anthony: Sorry to interfere, Jules, but I hope you aren’t ordering pizza for the occasion.
Me: Why are you asking me that?
Anthony: My 75th.
Me: Oh, okay, cupcakes?
Anthony: I love it when you call me that.
jmgoyder 
cute!
hmmmm…. I sense another story in there……….
My Mum’s 82nd birthday next weekend, we are having a BBQ at her house before Dawson moves.
Happy birthday to your mother!