Exhibits A and B
Exhibit C. Heart attack on a plate, but it's only once a year, and truthfully we both only ate half and the rest is all ready for breakfast this morning, after my second cup of coffee.
The Perp. Mr. 57, while he still can focus at the camera. I sang H.B. to him several times on his big day, and made the dinner. No presents to open, since we both have all we can handle and none of it is put away where it belongs... No pics of the cheesecake with blueberry topping which was his choice for BD cake, since it was gone in a blink.
The Dawgs enjoyed the two ribs from the roast for hours, in my bed! Those bad dawggies!