Victoria's Secret - 1/27/2016

My cake arrives.  It is covered with almond paste and fruit that I wouldn't eat with YOUR mouth. But again, so much thought went into this...the restaurant is empty except for the table next door, a little girl with her Mom and grandparents.  And they sing Happy Birthday(in French) along with the hand cream lady.  So I knew then just who all the leftover cake was going to! (And of course there was going to be leftover..it was made of almond paste and kiwis, not bubble gum ice cream) So I say, "Je m'pelle Karen" and I either offered her some cake or a cat..I'm not sure because I mix up "chat" (cat) with "gateau" (cake) They laughed, and the little girl was positively delighted.  I fall madly in love with her, right then and there. I find out she is three years old and her name is Victoria. I tried to ask her where she was from, but I was a drunken mess from that champagne sip, so I go to my old standby and say:  "Victoria..mon chien et Luke!" Her Mom translates, telling her that "Karen has a dog named Luke" and instructs her to tell me about Tom, who is either her cat or her cake. And then...and this is something I can't even explain myself--like my uncanny ability to solve the bonus puzzles of "Wheel of Fortune" I go into full Awesome Mom mode, even with my champagne soaked brain, and I start to sing the title song from "Frozen." Victoria is growing cuter by the minute, screaming out "Elsa!" and "Anna!" but then I blank on the damn lyrics and ask her: "Do You Want to Build a Snowman?" Victoria is squealing with delight when her french grandfather says the first word I hear out of him all night. Since I'm from the US, he asked if I ever met Angelina Jolie. I then inform Victoria that's it's my very special milestone birthday, and her Mom translates, and they both crack up because apparently I told them I turned six today. And then, man oh man, this was a struggle, but I told them if they ever wanted to try out a great Club Med with a kid's program, go to Club Med Sandpiper in Port. St. Lucie, just a short drive from Elsa and Anna's home in Orlando.  At least, I THINK that's what I said.  I might have just been asking for more hand cream.  How cute is this?  Victoria LOVES kiwi!! We are supposed to be at the theater listening to an Elvis impersonator, but I can hear him from the balcony, and he sounds as much like Elvis as I sound like Maria Callas. Jim is a little passed out, so I'll get him to post Victoria's picture tomorrow.  You will be in love, I promise. Thanks again for the best birthday of my 60 years!

before I turn out the lights, I want to thank all those "Sound of Music" fans who wrote some great lyrics for my special day.  I'm burping up some cheese that tasted like food tastes when it's leaving one's throat, not entering, so it's off to sleep I go.