Anatomy of a good weekend
It was a weekend filled with the arts. There was art and the performing arts, sport and haute cuisine. And by haute cuisine, of course I mean there was another footlong involved and she took it like a champ. There's a photo around here somewhere of her lips wrapped around it (VERY HOT, mind you) but this is a family blog (Ed.: since when?) and I'm not set up for paypal.At some point I got a LOT older which must be why I'm so tired and achey. Even the sight of her expertly handling those blue balls didn't restore my vim & vigor, but I bought her a drink and we went a second time that afternoon right in full-view of everyone. (Ed.: Vim & vigor? Who talks like that?) No matter how wet it got, I refused to wear a rainhat though.
This should suffice for now. I'll write more innuendo and half-truths later. Thanks for all the eCards and well wishes.
posted by tinyhands @ 11:59 PM
5 Comments:
Oh my, even I'm blushing and I know the truth!
:-D
Vim+vigor=support for your statement that you are getting older.
Beth- The truth? Yeah you know the truth SWEET-NESS. Now it's time for couples' skate.
Aide- Too late. I'm got old.
great pics! sorry I missed seeing you guys. I'll try to get those high school photos duplicated ASAP.
Footlong? I only saw corn dog.
Belated happy birthday, TH!
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