I'm getting my car tomorrow. It's like, Christmas Eve when you are a kid. I can't wait. I'll pick it up in the early afternoon, since I am retired, and don't get up early. Can't wait.
But this is the ONLY toy I get this year. Deb wants me to take her to see, "Jimmy Buffett", which we do every year in, Las Vegas.
No. She wants to see him in, Paris on September 26. The heart of college football season. Shit.
Well, I guess I can't complain. I'll just email, Kathy, buy the tickets for the concert on line, and have, Kathy book our flight, hotel, and taxi's, and live with it. It's why I've been married to the same woman for 25 years next month.
Next winter? Back to, Jerry Jeff Walker's, Camp Belize. We loved it too much.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
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