On March 7, I celebrated my 65th birthday and officially became an "old lady," according to my grandson Jesse. As it turns out, "old lady" status isn't so bad after all.
My daughter Tracey told me to keep March 8 and March 9 free because she had a birthday surprise for me. My sister, Sharon, surprised me and came along with Tracey. Their birthday presents were great, including a hand-painted sleigh front that was my great-grandfather's. The requested winter scene Tracey designed and painted is beautiful. I thought that was it until she asked me if I had my passport.
(Drum roll) "We're headed to Canada to stay at the Frontiere B&B in Hemmingford," she said, owned by Keith and Pat McAdam, her husband's aunt and uncle. I love bed and breakfasts, but my husband isn't crazy about them. This was a great present.
After a short drive north, Pat welcomed us at the door and showed us to our rooms. Tracey and I were thrilled to have the Spring Room: periwinkle walls, fluffy floral comforters, white iron beds, a rocking chair in one corner and an antique washstand in the other.
Sharon had the Western Room, whose décor included a sleigh converted to a day bed and a comfy queen-size bed with western-themed bedding.
A third bedroom, the Safari Room, had African décor. Two bathrooms, and we had it all.
The next surprise was supper at the WitsEnd Irish Pub, a substantial quarried stone restaurant just down the street. English fish and chips all around. Back at the B&B, Pat uncovered the steaming hot tub, and all four of us "girls" (the youngest, 44) donned our bathing suits and sunk beneath the frothy waters. Did we sleep well that night.