Woe am I. I forgot Edgar’s birthday today, and luckily ran across a note in I Spy Gemini (Thanks! I would have been in deep trouble with him). Ran out and bought him a pair of flannel pajamas and “The Godfather” on audio CD.
He didn’t seem real happy, but I think that’s just because he’s in one of his darker moods. At 195, he’s got a right to be. (Tho I do love older men!)
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What a lovely gesture. I am sure he will love the thoughtful gifts 🙂 even though he may continue in his gloom. He’s got to be a bit tired by now!