Hose free for 5 more years.
Yup. All went well with my colonoscopy. For those that haven’t gone yet, it’s a big nothing. Other than the day before – with the fasting and drinking icky stuff – you’re zonked out for the procedure. Then you wake up and they give you juice and you go out to breakfast. The end. (Ha-HA! I kill me!)
I told Tom that once I’m done with the socks, I’m going to start his Drunken Argyle golf vest. We finally did the measuring and it looks like I won’t have to play with any numbers on the size. Thank goodness!
Wes made a new friend. I wish I could have gotten the image that I saw about 10 seconds before this one.
They had been nose-to-nose, at the glass. Is this an omen? Are we about the win the Powerball? I guess we’d have to buy a ticket first, huh?
Last year Bucky had made friends with this pretty girl (I’m guessing it’s a girl), and we nicknamed her "Tallulah".
Next week is Tom’s birthday, so I’m taking him to Atlantic City for the night. My Mom’s driving from LI to babysit Wesley. She calls him her "Grand-Kit".