Darn, but I've grown rusty!
It's high time to get back to the business of daily living, minus the tinsel and toy horns.
Won't you humor me a few visual recollections?
It's been 20+ years, but I was finally able to hug my "little boy" in person on his 42nd birthday!
What a hoot, when "B" confessed to having had a big crush on DH all those years ago! (Isn't she cute!?)
Hey, I don't get it, but a book store's lots more fun than the automotive aisle!
Finally .... what was, perhaps, my FAVORITE gift!
Out-of-the-blue, our GSM appeared a few days before Christmas bearing beautifully-decorated gifts for the staff. Before I could stammer apologies for not having anything to gift in return ... there came laughter. Then, these curious "whups, whizzing" sounds close by my head.
My Accounting Mgr. calls it, "anger management."
Must confess, I considered mounting an ambush on our armored car courier, before learning he's a former Marine who still carries a REAL firearm.
Striking a Charlies Angels pose. (Ya, I'm the "confused angel.")