Happy Birthday, Captain. Seamus and I celebrated with white wine and chicken breasts.

The old dog is much better. No squeals since Monday and this morning I found him snuggled up in his chair. He hadn't been able to get up there before.

Lizzie wants to know when you are coming to take him home - that's her chair.

74? But about 35 at heart. Wonder why Big Mick is so obsessed with your butt? I have heard of penis envy but that is just weird.

Love you!
Mary