What Max Sees

It is such a lovely afternoon, with warm temps, bright sun and mild breeze that Max and I had to take a walk in the park. Himself didn't want to come along but since it's his speed limit birthday (55) he has the right to do as he wishes.

We're watching Hugo now and will be heading afterward for a visit with his daughters for dinner at Thatcher McGhee's. Hubby tells me rumour has it that they make the best corned beef and cabbage on the east coast; it's not exactly the smartest thing to say to your Irish wife who knows hers is the best. But since it's his birthday, he's gotten a pass to stay out of the doghouse.

Happy Sunday!