The expression is, “A day late and a dollar short.”  But I don’t think that applies in our case.  We’ve had a very busy few days.  (Please Vanilla, I hope I have this right wrt. few. :pray: )

Friday, we celebrated Dad’s birthday.  That meant four hours of travel time, which was worth it for the family gathering.  I called it a paucity of family because some were not able to attend. 🙁

Saturday was the church’s annual hog roast, car show and blood drive.  That was an all-day commitment.

Sunday was the annual Sunday School Rally Day.  Sylvia was in charge and had lots to do.  At noon, we had a nice carry in dinner.  There were two women who had birthdays and Sunday was our anniversary, so we went through the line first. :up:   Sylvia was exhausted when we returned home.  She spent the afternoon resting while I watched the NASCAR race from Saturday night.  Rain delayed the night race start by about 90 minutes.  Less than half-way through, there was another delay that lasted nearly an hour.  I went to bed at a reasonable hour after setting up the DVR to record a couple of extra hours.  (Just in case . . . and it did prove necessary.)

Monday, we decided we were only a day late, and we were not a dollar light.  The sign was right.  I asked where she would like to go.  She hesitated and I suggested Papa Vino’s.

Sylvia responded, “I knew you were going to say that.”  She had been thinking the same thing.  So we had a beautiful meal in a very pleasant venue.  I am amazed at how simple the food appears and yet how great it tastes.  (There is probably a parable in there somewhere.)

As we do each year, we recommit ourselves to each other for as many years as God sees fit to grant us.  I am so blessed.