Forty years ago 27 December was on a Saturday. The night between Saturday and Sunday we had a heavy snowfall. It was the day that our sons were born. I think we plan to mark the day by going to a fabulous Oriental buffet brunch after church. I also probably ought to make a birthday cake even though we still have apple pie.

Please glance back to the post from yesterday and take another look at my bee slippers. I cannot get enough of them. To me they are a metaphor for a description of friendship. My friend knew that I would smile when I saw them; I know that when she saw them in the store she smiled thinking about them and giving them to me. We both gave each other smiles over a single pair of slippers.