Apropos o' everythang, this:
I say that coz we're off to ABQ tomorrow to spend time with DIL#1 and fam'bly. Mayhap I could talk her into having dinner at El Pinto while I get a half-bag o' chiles, roasted especially fer ME...
We were gonna take off and go to ABQ this past weekend but I was held hostage by the USPS. That's coz SN1's birthday is tomorrow and I was waiting for
Godot... err... a shipment o' cee-gars from cigar.com that never arrived... until yesterday. I had ordered a box o' SN1's favorite smokes, half o' which I intended to re-ship to him for his birthday. But those kind and oh-so-efficient folks at the post office decided it would be a Good Thang to send my shipment to Puerto Rico, the upshot o' which was I didn't actually receive said shipment until yesterday, when it was far, far too late to re-ship. But we had a Plan B, whereby we contacted the ever-helpful Tim at cigar.com and got him to ship directly to SN1 at his Undisclosed LocationTM in the desert. Then I find out from SN1 that he's gonna go off on a TDY to yet another Undisclosed LocationTM on his birthday, which is tomorrow.
You just can't win sometimes. But I guess his birthday present will be waiting for him when he returns early next week. And then we should see a photo like this:
|SN1 at Kandahar, in the near wayback.|