There was a chandelier above our dining room table that never worked. As Sacha has said a million times, 'Yeah yeah our house: Mirrors you cannot see yourself in, chairs you cannot sit on, lights that aren't electrified…"
My cousin Gene fixed that. Electrified happiness. My cousin said, "No problem." I sighed, raised my hands towards heaven exclaiming, "Miracle! Let there be light."
Though we had Kathy's (my cousin) birthday dinner by candle light.
Coconut Shrimp with basmati rice.
Pink champagne, (or Rose Champagne in French).
Raspberry cake and also, chocolate caramel cake came to visit.
One can never have enough cake.
Guess where I was sitting?
I have a thing for taking photos of alcohol in a glass. Crazy thing. Years from know Great-great-great-great grandchildren will say, "Why weren't there any photos of people back then?"
This crazy thing has got to stop…
My cousins, Kathy and Gene.
Birthday candle glowing,
While family celebrates,
sipping pink,
under a chandelier.
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