Marjorie Pauline is my very dear friend, fellow writer, enthusiastic walker and dance partner. When I’m at the beach, she is the one who pulls me out to dance twice a week, and if she had her “druthers,” it would be three times. She has done the 500 mile Camino walk in Spain three times–including last year, when she did it to celebrate her 80th birthday, so her daily 5 to 10 mile walks on the beach when she is in La Manzanilla are nothing in comparison.
Above all, she is a social person, so it came as no surprise when we went to her favorite dancing spot, Palapa Joe’s, to celebrate her 81st birthday on February 12, that a margarita was put in her hand the minute she walked in the door, that her favorite band member greeted her as “Mom” and that people started coming to the table with cards and gifts. But when the band struck up a tune, all else faded away. “C’mon, let’s dance!” she demanded and away we went to dance every dance where she wasn’t recruited by one or another male friend.
Yes, the band sang “Happy Birthday,” the kitchen staff presented her with a Hostess Cupcake birthday cake and friends presented gag gifts. But the best part of the entire evening for the birthday girl was, as always, the dance!!!!
(Click on first picture to view a slideshow of all photos in enlarged format with captions.)
Oh, how wonderful, and inspiring and completely fabulous! I want to be Marjorie Pauline when I “grow up”!!!! I’m so happy that you have her in your life!
LikeLike
Me, too. Good to have someone pull me away from my blog.. and art projects.
LikeLike
Looks like it was a great party!
LikeLike
Always is on Wednesday, Friday and Saturday nights!
LikeLike
I need a genetic transfusion from this woman… I like to walk… but sometimes walking to the car to an effort!
LikeLike
I am just reading this today (yes, I have 37,000 unread emails, and I am 3 years behind in reading them). What a lovely tribute to your friend.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Only four years late! She just finished celebrating her 84th birthday. The celebrations stretch out to a week or more. She just stopped by my porch on her way back from her daily 5 mile walk. I was getting my exercise playing Mexican Train with a friend, but I did do my hour of exercise in the ocean this morning. Still not in half as good shape as Marjorie Pauline, though.
LikeLike