I know our few "followers" to this blog are mostly, ahem, more "golden" (geriatric), but it's a pretty big deal to us. So, in celebration we exchanged presents and gooey words of love and affection. I don't have a picture of the gooey words, but couldn't help taking a pic of the watches (hey, I love watches).
Boogs was just happy that we went with pizza for dinner. He could have c
ared less about the watches (Watches?! We don't need no stinkin' watches!!) but the warm pizza box (pizza still inside) was something else entirely.Me? I'm just happy to have Les in my life.
Edit: Anne and Kelly, I see you are followers to our humble little blog. We haven't met in person, so please know the above jab at the elderly and infirmed was directed at my father (Art) and colleague (Cathy), neither of whom are elderly or infirmed (much). ;-)
