...but tomorrow is my birthday.
You’re all invited.
Hello, world! This blog began on September 28, 2007, and so far nobody has come looking for me
with tar and feathers.
On my honor, I will do my best not to bore you. All comments are welcome
as long as your discourse is civil and your language is not blue.
Happy reading, and come back often!
And whether my cup is half full or half empty, fill my cup, Lord.
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A Happy St. Paddy's Day to you and Mrs. RWP.
ReplyDeleteTomorrow is ALSO a day -- to be celebrated.
I just took Pleng to the airport. She'll be in Atlanta early evening as indicated previously. Before leaving she said in broken English, "Lobbut will to be my Suggapapa"
ReplyDeleteSeriously though - to reach seventy in good mental and physical health is a great achievement and I hope you have a lovely day, eat good food and enjoy the love of your wife, your family, your neighbours and your friends. Happy Birthday Bob!
my god you couldn't possibly be seventy<><>,.we are twins and i'm not seventy yet><<><>i'll pick up pleng at the airport if you wish<<>i have nothing better to do than pick up your new housekeeper><<>,.do you have all her immigration papers in proper order??????????????
ReplyDeleteThank you, one and all -- Pat, Pudding, and Putz (three P's in a pod). Putz, you may keep Pleng. Whaddaya know, four P's.
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