I am a very lucky Parkie. The counter on this blog hit 50,000 recently, so my Wonderful Husband decided to have a little party. He asked me what I wanted and I said, "Let's make it easy and have Pizza and Cake."
We invited a few neighbors and then I went to the store and found pretty paper plates and napkins (made in the USA), so I wouldn't have dirty dishes. Wonderful Hubby made up a nice salad, bought the cake and ice cream, and soon the doorbell rang.
Nancy was the first to arrive, carrying a beautiful black vase filled with white daisies. She said, "I remember reading, in your book, that black & white are your favorite colors."
George and Freida, my walking buddies, arrived next, carrying a basket full of gorgeous flowers.
Phil & Ruth soon followed carrying a big vase of bright yellow and orange flowers.
I was so excited, and overwhelmed, I almost completely forgot about the pizza. Fortunately, my Wonderful Husband did not, he ordered the pizzas, went and got them and we had a nice little party. We laughed and joked and were just plain silly and for a little while, I forgot I had Parkinson's.
Yes, I am a very, very lucky Parkie with a Wonderful Husband and Wonderful Neighbors. Plus I got to eat pizza, and have cake and ice cream. Life is indeed good.