I thought about making fun of the guy on the right for using red duct tape to fix his taillight but decided not to.
Just over twenty-five years ago, we were faced with a bureaucratic decision to deny Lee various benefits in the event that my joining the army turned into a situation that required government benefits. Happily it didn’t.
Still and all, twenty-five years ago yesterday we were able to solve the problem with a blood test and a quick ceremony in the courtyard of the Unitarian Church in Albuquerque, and so we had a “machine-gun wedding.” Today, even more people have the option to get married, whether looking down the barrel of a gun or not.
Joining the army turned out not to be the right decision for me, at least not the kind of decision I wanted to stick with. But getting married was, and still is.
Thank you for twenty-five amazing years together and here’s hoping for twenty-five more!
The Texas Flower Hummer
The angel Moroni standing tall in Carmel, IN.
Brother Frank attacking 60 candles (plus 3 for salud, dinero and amor) with help from Laura
Too much is never enough.
I’ve seen these indoor herb gardens forever in Skymall and so on… now, through a contorted series of rationalizations, I have one. The LED lights means it won’t cost much to grow catnip etc. all year long.
By coincidence, we got to celebrate the Supreme Court’s marriage decision by attending Kinky Boots at the Bushnell. It was good, although no Book of Mormon.
Lounging in the boardroom
Maybe we should just ask the criminals politely and crime would stop.
Sunday evening on the deck with Chuck.
Humble beginnings? Checkered past?
Brattleboro Adventure – the Auckland Edition 