turned a hundred posts today.
I truly didn't mean to celebrate.
But my neighbor Carol (of the tamales) chose this night to knock on my door again.
This time, she waved a plateful of delectable roast beef complete with garnishings in front of me. (I seriously MUST work on my Spanish - and quick.)
I took one look at my man. He took one look at me.
Then he went to the kitchen and reached for a bottle of red wine.
Come, let's clink glasses!
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