What does being 60 look like?

Well, if I turn 60 and look as great as my mom, and have as much energy and laughter as my mom, then I will be doing something right. Because here she is, at 60, still having fun...

Which of course is contagious so we all had to join in:

To start off our time together, Jeff and I brought the girls down and coordinated a surprise visit from Rachel, my oldest sister who is living in Colorado. We convinced my mom that we were going on a date, then returned from the airport with Rachel!! So fun!!! Then the day of we went to Amy's, my nices', basketball game. After lunch we got coffee (again) and then the rest of the family surprised my mom with a fun dinner. Okay, so maybe the night before Iblew the surprise, but mom acted surprised.

How did I ruin the surprise you ask...well, after weeks of planning, reserving food, coordinating with family to get the cake so she'd be surprised, the night before, less than 24 hours before, Mom, Dad, Rachel, Jeff and I were gathered around the table at Mom and Dad's house and was telling them,  "Papa had borrowed our pop up tent and was going to bring it back tomorrow at the..." and then I paused...and tried to cover it up by talking more..."I mean if he is around tomorrow he was going to give it to Aunt Connie tomorrow, who would then try to see you at some time because it is um, your birthday, but not this weekend because we are here, so like later." And then I looked at Jeff who just shrugged, and Dad burst out laughing as well as everyone else at the table because we all knew that SHE knew what was going on. But, she assured me