Holy Smucksville - 56 balloons for me today - hard for me to believe.
Quiet day on the mountain side, no big celebrations. However, we are hoping to get to the Coyote Grill tomorrow, it is about 12 miles down the road. It is only opened Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. I hope to share a burger and fries with Noisemaker. Maybe even have a special dessert.
Soon I am about to sing with the Postman, John Prine. Relax, toast myself to a happy 56 years.
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