I’m leavin’ on a jet plane. I don’t know when I’ll be back again. I really do know when I’ll be back. Sunday. Today, the little guy and I are headed south for one big wedding celebration. John Henry will be bearing some rings, and I’ll be…Well, I’ll be waving and smiling at him as he walks down that aisle with those baby blues wearing a tux. I really don’t have much of any consequence to write about today, not that this is any different from any other day. But, thank you for indulging me still.
Kris will be holding down the fort here in the great state of Oklahoma. With Anna Takle.
With Anna Takle.
Oh, what fun they are going to have. He has promised to take her out on a date to some fancy schmancy restaurant where she can wear a dress and all the trimmings. Why he seems to think he is going to win the fashion wars is nothing short of amusing, but he appears to be up for the challenge. This fancy schmancy restaurant is Mahogany Prime Steakhouse – our date night of choice. Anna, however, said that she prefers Mexican cuisine. The girl loves chips and queso. Can’t imagine where she gets that from, but it’s a trait I certainly admire.
I did offer to go ahead and make Anna’s lunch for pre-K on Friday, but Kris says he’s got it. What he doesn’t realize is that he’s going to find himself pressed for time on Friday morning after spending most of it in Anna’s closet bribing her. His choice. Have fun, babe. I do love you. And, please take notes.
Okay, that’s all I got. For real.