Since we were going to be at the beach on Fix's actual birthday, I took him out to dinner the weekend before he turned 33. We went out to dinner at H-e-double-hockey-sticks Point in Annapolis. Okay it's not called H-e-double-hockey-sticks but I'm not going to write Hell. Double dang. We are still working on taking a decent picture of the two of us with my iPhone.
It was a lovely evening just the two of us.
After I gave him a new pair of Rainbow flip-flops (which I knew he would want for the beach week ahead), Fix could look toward his future with hope. At least I think that's what he's doing here.
Since we were going to be at the beach on Fix's actual birthday, I took him out to dinner the weekend before he turned 33. We went out to dinner at H-e-double-hockey-sticks Point in Annapolis. Okay it's not called H-e-double-hockey-sticks but I'm not going to write Hell. Double dang. We are still working on taking a decent picture of the two of us with my iPhone.
It was a lovely evening just the two of us.
After I gave him a new pair of Rainbow flip-flops (which I knew he would want for the beach week ahead), Fix could look toward his future with hope. At least I think that's what he's doing here.
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