The Ol' Lady is 70.

Tonight we celebrated.

All 16 of us.

(Unfortunately more than half of us have issues about having our photo taken. So you're going to have to trust me when I say we were all there.)
We met for dinner at the Vault in Cloverdale.
Here she is, the Birthday Girl:

"Take a picture of me. ME. Take a picture."

"Let me see..."

"My eyes are facing the wrong way. Take another picture of me."


Jake and my dad's hands. They both love turquoise.
Happy Birthday, mom.
We love you.