Since James forgot the day, again, (he remembered, briefly, last week that the date was some time this week) I spent it the way I have on most of the previous 35 anniversaries, I piddled around doing a little housework. I also canned another cooker full of tomatoes. Thinking back on it for a second,,,,I've probably spent more anniversaries canning tomatoes or some other form of vegetable or fruit than I have actually celebrating.
If I had a bottle of booze on hand I'd drink to this life sentence.
There wouldn't have been much money to spend celebrating anyway since HIS DANGED TRUCK has eaten up over $500 bucks in less than a week for parts.
I'm in sort of a bad mood.
Does it show?
Oh well, at least we won't be hungry.