Last night we went shopping for my anniversary present. Words can't convey the beauty of the present. A woman of valor may be valued above rubies, but I'm valued amoung emeralds. I'll post a picture when I remember to take one. I left the camera in hoppie's car.
I wrote a song about Frank. It's ciderandrum's fault. I call it "Longbottom Fool" and it's to the tune of Queen's "Fat Bottom Girls." Of course I have no idea what to do with it.