38 sure beats 83

Just like we hold on to many things around here that should have been purged long ago, we pathetically hold on to birthday candles, esp the super cool variety hand-picked by my mom. So, Hugo upon re-discovering my '3' and '8' candles today agreed that these would indeed be handy to hang on to so that "we're all set, Mama, for your 83rd birthday celebration." I told him I'd rather hang on to them for his 8th birthday, which, while not quite as horrific to contemplate as my 83rd, is getting there.