Happy 41st birthday to my eldest son, Jerry. You've always made me proud. Jerry is the one on the right in this photo. His friend is a carp.............................................
Sometime today, I will upload my 1000th photo to Flickr.
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People, get those Christmas lists updated and send them to me, 'cause like I said yesterday, I know the Man.
Even if you've been naughty, I'll explain to him it wasn't your fault.
You better trust me on this one, and although I can't guarantee anything, I can affirm I am one of his closest confidants.
You gents can send me an email and tell me what you want, but I prefer the ladies sit on my knee and tell me what they desire from Santa. That way, I get a better feel for things...
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My aunt Iva just left from paying me a visit. She is the last of the family generation before mine. She will bake a molasses cake as always, and her daughter will make homemade fudge. Presents from the heart and hands; no more is needed.
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Sleep well tonight and dream of sugar plums....
2 comments:
It is amazing that our kids are getting older, but we don't want to admit that it makes us older.
I remember when Jerry looked like that and we called him Jo Jo,
I hope he has a great Birthday.
Alice
Hi, Alice.
Yes, amazing is a good word for all of it. We still call him Jo Jo. His wife and in-laws know him as Jerry, so I use his real name some.
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