Can't decide on what to do for my 60th. Dinner is obvious. I really love dirt bikes but there's no where to ride anymore. I want to play softball again but the local "friendly" league is just a bunch of bitter old men. Last time I switched my shoelace to fuchsia and one of the fat guys on the team wouldn't sit next to me anymore like he was going to get AIDS. I haven't had a good camera in a long time. I have lots of Nikon lenses, a $300 flash and a Manfrotto tripod. I think the best thing I could do for both of us is get another dog. I know we should get a rescue but once you've had a Border Collie there's no going back. I don't want some stupid yapping mutt that goes after the cats. So mine's May 28th. I know yours is close, come on Tracey, spill! I'll send you some of my famous cookies and a talking card. When are you going to be a Grandma? You know, the Lazy Boy with a Siamese cat on your lap, a walker next to you. Do they still call old age homes Lodges in Alberta? Are you into bingo yet. I had a hard time explaining to CJ how big bingo was there until we drove in from the airport. Under the B, 9! Like your tumour is benign. This American spell check is making me nuts! It's colour, NOT color. And we wear pyjamas, NOT pajamas! Sheesh!!!
@Marlena Love the words sacked and nicked. What better way to lose your job than to get sacked for nicking office supplies. We shall never surrender! I await some real English chocolate, not that slop they make here. Just send them to The Nut House, Canada. South of King Street, to the left of the Queensway. Everything is very British here but no Haggis.