OUR BIG DAY

 Thank you to all of you fine Gentle Readers who sent us congratulation messages yesterday on our Golden Anniversary.

And to questions and hopes that we celebrated properly, I show you this.

Judy's expertly-prepared Martini on the Rocks in a frosted glass.

Martinis are rare around here so when she calls for one (and makes it herself) you can be assured it's a special occasion.

As for dining, we supped on our delayed Easter Dinner.

That and a dessert of Tiramisu capped off a perfect day for two geezers who shun large gatherings and prefer each other's company.

Happy Days!

CELEBRATION

 I said last evening that today was going to be a big day for us and I promised to tell you about it.

So here it is.

Today marks the one month anniversary of our second shots of the Moderna vaccine.

And as indicated by the errands and running around and haircut by yours truly yesterday our lives are beginning, slowly, to return to normal.

Oh I was careful.

I put on my mask whenever I had to deal with anyone face to face.

Except for when a young lady, masked in glittery blue, clipped my hair.

So today is a day of celebration for us.

Oh, and there's one other thing.

On April 7th, 1971, Judy and I were married in Indianapolis, Indiana.

Apparently it was a sure bet because the event came just 89 days after we first met.

I've been counting down the days for the past months and the pandemic has made that a bit of an uneasy process.

But as I said to her this morning, "We made it!"

Now, for the next fifty years . . .

SHORN

 I went to an actual barber shop (hair salon) today and got a haircut.

My first outside the home in over a year.

Not that I had locks clear down my back.

SWMBO has been doing yeoman job whenever the tresses got long enough for her to barf.

But she said the other day "I want you to go and get a professional haircut", so . . . tomorrow being a big day* . . . I did.

Here is the result.

Actually not bad, I think, for a guy nearing his 81st trip around the sun.

And, as you may be able to see, it's time for ALOHA SHIRTS once again in sunny Arizona!

So I'm happy, SWMBO is happy, there is joy in the world.

(About that * above - you'll find out tomorrow.)

THEY CALL IT EASTER MONDAY

 

SPECIAL SUNDAY

 Today is Easter Sunday and the final day of Passover.

And still another sign of Spring.

SAAAAT - URRRRR - DAY

 Carol the Comic just missed yesterday's deadline with this one so I told her I'd use it today.

The Weather Gods say it's supposed to be 80 degrees here today and Phoenix, down the hill, may reach 100 on Easter Sunday.

Better find all those eggs or they'll be a mess.

I was chatting with SWMBO as we sat out on the patio yesterday evening about what kind of plants she wanted to buy for our herb garden.

She said she had a list but it would be another month before she'd buy them.

She said there's always a break in the early Spring when the temperature drops way down and there may even be a late snowfall.

Her Gardening Goddess said the stores know this and that's why they always offer seedlings early, because they know people are in a hurry to plant and they get suckered.

Ergo, the stores get to sell them their seedlings TWICE!

Well, since I have learned not to bet against SWMBO . . .

 . . . I just shut my mouth and listened. 

We will wait until May.

But today is already a beautiful day.

It looks like it will be a lovely weekend here in Arizona.

THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

 I don't know about you but I managed to get through yesterday only being "fooled" once.

So I feel free to act the complete fool today in trying to put smiles on your faces for the weekend.

And possibly, thanks to Wacky Wally, give you an earworm!

So let me wish you a Happy Easter Egg Day and whether you mark that day off your calendars or not, a gratifying weekend.

And always remember to keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . .