So, older.....

I've reached the age where I go into a holding pattern. Yes, I've got grey hair, and I've quit worrying about it, but I'm not about to keep counting down to death when I'm not done living yet.

I had to drag da elf out to get cake today, but we skipped the candles thing. Nice dinner in a different place, and lots of driving around and talking. Not bad.

no fair!!!

Da elf got me drunk on margaritas and we are sitting in "The Devil Wears Prada" instead of Superman!

Evil, I tell ya!!!