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Happy Birthday, Mister Heather!
I suppose I could write something warm and fuzzy— but that isn’t my style. The Mister once said I was one of the least sentimental people he has ever met. I beg to differ. On that note, I’d like to pull up an oldie but goodie from a couple of years ago. I get all weepy-eyed reading it…
with laughter!
After tripping over the carton, my husband goes about feeding the cats like nothing happened. He asked why I was taking his picture. I tell him it is for an anthropological experiment. Note that the bag is now directly astride the carton. Still no beer, but it is looking encouraging.
Click on the above image to get the low-down on life with the Mister.
Enjoy!
Miss Heather
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5 Comments on Happy Birthday, Mister Heather!
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I love that entry, a classic! Happy birthday Mister Heather!
Happy Birthday Mister Heather!!! xoxoxo
happy birthday Mr. Heather! you make a mean cocktail and may you stir many more.
That really was a classic. And one I’ve lived in my own home. I usually get pissed off and dispose of the thing before he notices—and then I call him in and yell at him.
His response: “Don’t do puppy-in-the-poop with me!!!”
Which is pretty funny because if he weren’t so damned big, I’d totally rub his nose in it.
Happy birthday, Mr. Heather! I hope it’s a fun one!
Summer Dreamz!
Make him feel fine!
Oblivious to the refuse
round his feeeeeets!
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