I usually consider myself historically aware. I completely blew the anniversary of D-Day Sunday. That is the first time I have failed to mark the occasion since I started this piece o'crap. I had every intention of correcting that failure early yesterday, only Blogger was down. Excuses, excuses. I am not sure when it came back up, but by that time, I was on the road making my living. When I got home we loaded up and went to dinner to celebrate a day early the Wife's birthday. Everyone came, kids, fiancees girlfriends. We had a good time, nary an argument among the kids.
The oldest boy is set to head off on tour this week. He is excited. I am concerned his already weak voice will not hold up through ten straight days of performing. He is too. We are trying to decide where would be best to go see him. The closest venues are out of the question since I have to be at a sales meeting. If anyone knows anything about a place called Pats in the Flats in beautiful Cleveland, shoot me an email.
Mucho Thanko for all of you fine birthday ideas. I had about decided Sunday to check into spa packages (great minds, eh wot?) when the wife announced she would like a new watch for her birthday. Done and done. So a new timepiece sits in my desk awaiting presentation later this evening. Again, thanks a heap for your kindly advise, blog Brothers and Sisters.