Thanks guys. Yep, 30, but I still look 20.
Work? What's that? It's beautiful outside right now, and I'm about to prep some rockets.
My son gave me a Fat Boy. Sort of a running joke in the family. He's was a bit of a chunky baby, so I've always said the Fat Boy was his rocket. Now we'll both have one.
Woohoo! The wife just made me a banana pudding. She said my presents have to wait until our oldest daughter gets home from school. hmmm, what could it be?