I turned 36 years of age today.
As her present to me, the Mrs. will disappear into the moist grey sky this evening. Not a magic trick, unless air travel still fascinates you in that way. She’s ditching the girls and I for a business trip, her first, to Charlotte North Carolina, thus heaving all of the laundry, cooking, and cleaning up onto my creaky old man shoulders. Maybe you have to be a well-read OWTK veteran or know us personally to get the joke there. But trust me, there’s a funny in that last sentence.
So it’s nothing but ice cream, pizza, and lollipops for the remainder of the week!!!
Party on…but first please pass the Ibuprofen, ’cause this eldery man is awfully sore.
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