Two years ago today, Flea Market Guy and I were having our last big blowout. I was done with all of his drinking. I was
I turned 45 in October. Since then, I’ve been trying to take better care of myself. The way I see it, I’m about halfway through
Flea Market Guy and I took a short drive to the dam on Saturday. It’s been a while since we’ve been on a trail together.
I’m late writing a blog today. I’m late working out today. I’m just late at life today in general. It happens. Flea Market Guy and
FMG’s birthday was a smashing success. Actually, it was more like a low key affair. We worked a half day. Went by his parent’s house
Flea Market Guy and I had a pretty laid back weekend despite him having to work. Sometimes he gets overwhelmed with the amount of work