Somehow, at 11:54 p.m. on a Sunday, when you start typing 'life', the words 'liberty and the pursuit of happiness' follow. I don't know why, but it just happened.
And it's fitting, really, for the subject of this post - my sexy mother who turned 50 a month ago, but who we surprised today with a birthday party.
In this 51st year of her life, and reflecting on the last 365 days, "life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness" sums it up.
She's living her life in her liberty and pursuing her happiness.
Go get 'em, tiger.