Happy Birthday, Boy Ginger!

Many thanks to all of you for your warm wishes to Boy G on his 46th birthday, via blog, facebook, phone, and in person! Miss G is ageless, but Boy G is really hating this particular birthday, and really appreciates that his friends wouldn't let him wallow in the self pity that he so gloriously anticipated!
Turning 46 has been difficult for Boy G. Cute young Miss G can be any age she wants, but Boy G is stuck being a 46 year old man with a bald head, spreading midsection, aching feet, and rising cholesterol and bloog pressure! Plus, at 45, 50 is still 5 years away! Now, it's looming dangerously close! Boy G never felt his age until Momma G died, and now he just feels like an old man with dead relatives and 2 persnickity cats that only attention to him when they want to!
But Miss Marriane and the gang would have none of THAT depressing self pity! She and Meg dragged me (screaming!) to the Mystery/Fantasy ball last night, and we had a blast! (more pics at str8upwithatwist's blog!) This morning, we had our regular mexican breakfast, and thankfully Boy G's request was respected for no greasy sombrerros and no mexican "Happy Birthday, Ponchito!" Then tonight, we had a low key night watching the Oscars and enjoying adult refreshments, while Baby Jack entertained us, thanks to his beautiful mom Meg and his handsome (and slightly hungover) dad Brett! Momma Shyanne was there with cute Kevin for breakfast and the Oscars, as was John and one of the the many handsome bald Tom's! "Mom and Dad' even called from vacation in Hawaii, and sent pics of cute surfer boys they took from their lanai! Dad promised to clip a surfer wth a coconut and stuff him in a suitcase so he can check him through to his final destination: Miss G's budoir! What a birthday present that would be!
It was a great day, and the Ginger's are blessed to have such great friends!