When I'm 64

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!"