I woke up in bed with a woman I’ve been married to for 51 years. And I remembered to say “Happy anniversary” to her. Which is more than she said to me, but one of us can’t articulate words until she’s had her first cup of coffee, so that’s okay.
I think back on Donna’s […]
Post-Thanksgiving, post-anniversary, pre-Christmas. A welcome break, and a chance to catch one’s breath.
Mostly thanks to Polly (but I hepped!), our outdoor lights are up.
Naturally our neighborhood Griswold decided to one-up everyone by opening a Toyota dealership at his house.
Goddamn thing is visible from the highway!
About 8:30 PM on […]
I was told again and again, but kept forgetting. Before Donna even got out of bed Sunday morning I was in the kitchen starting a big pot of chili. By the time she emerged, it was too late to stop: the beans and meat were in the pot, bubbling away. She shook her head and […]
I told Donna I’d cook tonight. What I have in mind is chicken satay, which I like to serve with a sweet & sour cucumber salad and frites. Since we had neither cucumber nor potatoes I stopped at Safeway.
Oh, I picked up some flowers for Donna, too, seeing as how it’s […]
. . . after 44 years!
Thanks for hanging with me, Donna!
I always look up anniversaries to find out what the traditional gift is, but it’s rare that I can afford it. Forty-four must be an off anniversary, because according to this site the traditional gift is “groceries.” […]