94: Betcha Our New Year's Eve...
... was different from yours.
Setting the scene: Janet and I decided to spend it at home. Having just returned from a ten day cruise, we needed quiet time.
At this point I refer you back to Post 92 where I told you about the meteor hitting my mug of beer and exploding all over the table and my lap. I am sure there are some who think maybe I went too far with my “editorial license.” …
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