Grasshopper No.2 celebrates her “umpty-umpth” birthday on Sunday. Happy Birthday No.2. She has never liked having her birthday so close to Christmas because it tends to be forgotten or diminished. Believe me, her Mom and I remember the date very well.
“Close Shave” doesn’t refer to the current fiscal cliff in Washington D.C. If we go over the cliff and revert to the tax rates “pre-George Bush” the world will not end. The sun will come out tomorrow. It will reduce the amount of money everybody has to spend.
The “close shave” refers to one of my Christmas presents that delivers razor blades from an “on-line” company every month. I expected a plastics “rinky-dink” offering. I got my first blades in the mail today and I was impressed. Thank you Grasshopper No.4. I will say it is a strange gift from someone who wears a beard. Stay tuned.
Your Mom and I used the first of several gift cards that lets us eat at one of our favorite restaurants today. Today’s lunch was courtesy of Grandson Mitchell. You were in our thoughts. As I figure it we have 7 more free dining experiences coming.
The Garmin GPS we received at Christmas works fine. I am now able to find the local shopping mall which is only 3 miles away without getting lost. I am reminded of the old television series “Lost in Space”. The robot computer would always blast out “Danger Will Robinison, danger Will Robinson” whenever something bad was going to happen. Our Garmin broadcasts “recalculating, recalculating” as though we had made some grievious error. I make wrong turns on purpose.
As we head towards year end, I hope 2012 has been good to you. May you enjoy good health and bask in riches. The Packers will “play on” and the Badgers fantasize about winning the Rose Bowl on New Years Day.
Love,
Dad