I just finally downloaded the photographs I took in Canada onto the hard drive of my desktop computer at home, and pulled this one up on screen for the first time. I'm not sure which part I love the best: the snow boulder that Marcus is hurling at me that appears to be bigger than his head, or Marcus' homicidal expression, or the fact that Alex is off in the corner, appearing to say to herself, "This will not end well."
Ladies and gentlemen, my family.
See you on Monday, friends.
After an insanely busy day yesterday, I met Marcus for a quiet glass of wine and dinner. It was his birthday.
While my day was crazy, Marcus' was easy, since he took the day off work. I've always envied him this -- when I was an employee, I never had the guts to simply take the day off on my birthday. I think it's awesome that he has done this every year since I met him. Every year. And he tells me that he has done this all his life, never missing a year.
Such a good lesson, man. Here's to making a habit of celebration..
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