Yesterday was our 14th wedding anniversary. Steve sent me red roses at work. We went out to dinner. I gave him a photo of Tug -- that didn't go over so well. He got emotional and I think he's going to ignore it for a while.
Tonight, he's out at the gun range. I'm going to have chili and read the newspaper. If there's time to do anything else I'd like to watch GBTV and read.
It's gotten rather windy out and blowing dried leaves and I had to ask myself where the heck did the leaves come from all of a sudden?
Hungry, gotta go.
Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster
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