It happened last week-I turned 64. I woke up Sunday and said to Bob, "We should go to a museum!" So we did. We drove to Weston, ate brunch at a diner and enjoyed the glass museum. No question, I still need him!
The title and words are from the Beetles song: "Sunday morning go for a ride, doing the garden, digging the weeds-who could ask for more? Will you still need me, will you still feed me? When I'm 64!"