Cafe Cito Bogota
Happy Birthday, Mister Heather!
I suppose I could write something warm and fuzzy— but that isn’t my style. The Mister once said I was one of the least sentimental people he has ever met. I beg to differ. On that note, I’d like to pull up an oldie but goodie from a couple of years ago. I get all weepy-eyed reading it…
After tripping over the carton, my husband goes about feeding the cats like nothing happened. He asked why I was taking his picture. I tell him it is for an anthropological experiment. Note that the bag is now directly astride the carton. Still no beer, but it is looking encouraging.
Click on the above image to get the low-down on life with the Mister.