Tonight my wife made beef bourguignon for dinner with a fresh peach/plum flan with blancmange and whipped cream for dessert. It was a slice of Heaven.
Tomorrow she says we're going to have meatloaf along with new potatoes and green beans that she picked up at the farmer's market today.
I do not deserve her. I don't know how I got to be the luckiest son-of-a-bitch on two legs, but I would not trade places with anyone.
I'd post pictures but it's all gone.
I've been here and there. I've drawn a lot of pictures. I've written a bit, too. I'm not good at this self-promotion thing. Look, you want to know about me? just visit these websites. Okay?