Yesterday my parents came to town to enjoy a birthday dinner with Barry, my Grandma & Grandpa Elvrum, and me. They also delivered some delightful birthday presents and were extremely generous.
Unfortunately, one of them just didn’t seem to fit with the others.
My dad seemed a bit too happy when I opened this portion of their gift. I know 30 is pushing it and I’ve got some grey hairs, but REALLY?
Fortunately, earlier in the day some beautiful flowers arrived on HBHQ’s door step from my sweet, sweet friend Kara. Aren’t they just spectacular?
