60th BIRTHDAY PARTY PICS OF FAMILY AND PALS...60'S STYLE! (THE SHORT VERSION CONTINUED)

Meet my Focker cousin Bill who has a few 'senior years' on me

and sometimes a superior wit as well...but he'll come visit when

the food is free and the entertainment is worthwhile...

otherwise he lives a bachelor life and prefers to ride his

'motorcycle' solo cause he still likes to go faster than the law allows at times.

The other old Focker biker would be my hubby, Allen,

who managed to be in on the "surprise party" without giving it away.

Please note he is drinking a "Rockstar", do you think that is repressed desire?

Our oldest son David (shown here with my beautiful 'inside and out'

8 year old Grand daughterSierra given to me by David and Genice)

was 'goaded' into giving me a second Comedy Routine based on true experiences

"The Camel Jockey Story" from his days stationed in Sigonilla, Sicily with

Mother Navy and a road trip to Egypt to see the pyramids...

and the "Delano Prison Centipede Story" he experienced

when opening the prison before transferring to Corcoran State Prison.

A large centipede was on the floor and the inmates were almost

crying in fear...we all laughed heartily, but later David said,

"It would have been funnier if I could have used all the cuss words

the inmates were yelling while screaming to David "Kill it, kill it!"

95 year old Aunt Faye talked about me as a little girl experiencing

'road kill' of a little rabbit for the very first time. I was crying,

"Poor little Rabbit, Poor little Rabbit...you killed that poor little rabbit."

so she and Uncle Merv said they thought the Rabbit had hopped away.

The next week, the squished rabbit was on the road, and as

my beedy little eyes searched the area in remembrance of

the trauma...I spotted the flat carcass of that rabbit and

began to bawl again, "You killed that poor little rabbit."

She told the story in order to say that I have a tender heart.

(but you all already knew that didn't ya?)

OH MY! Was the only response I could give when I

opened the 'vibrating' gift my wild child pal Hilary

blessed me with for my old age entertainment.

Seen here with her 'Boy Toy' Cameron...

she knows I am long term married and can't have

one of those of my own...so the next best thing was 'whr-r-r-r-r" I guess.

Thanks for coming to the Coast Surprise Party Hilary, and you too Cameron,

I value your friendship, humor and way with words

more than you could ever know...and

the XXX rated surprised in the 'unmarked' bag!

and (can't you just see my kids throwing up at this section and pointing to each other

"Well, she's YOUR MOTHER...what do you expect?)

Whooo Hoooo!

Even my smallest grand daughter, Emily, sings, "My hump, my hump

my pretty lady bumps..." or something like that....ha ha

Our Baby Boy "Joey' did a whole comedy routine called 'Hand Me the Gun"

using material he gleaned from the Classroom as a Substitute Teacher!

TOO FUNNY!

Then he made me cry when he described the close

and special relationship we have shared since he was a

little woofer needing another person to

love him into infinity...which is so easy to do for this kid.