Tonight granddaughter Kira dropped by with a Shepherds Pie made by daughter-in-law Tonya. It was the best Shepherds Pie I’ve ever had, every bite flavorful and satisfying. The food equivalent of a warm hug.
Spence never met Tonya, they would have loved each other. Shepherds Pie – if on a menu he’d order it every time. Seriously every time. I sat in his chair while enjoying this meal and thought, “yup this is a sign”
St. Patrick’s Day marks the 25th anniversary for Spence and I. Not our wedding day but the anniversary of when we became a couple. We waited 18+ years to get married which gives us two celebrations each year, seven years married this July.
For the adventures we’ve shared and the life we’ve made together, I am so grateful and wouldn’t change a moment. In each other, we’ve found our person.
Miller Lite for Spence & a Black Butte Porter for me
Dos – Dos Equis Amber por favor while watching a Flamenco guitar performance
Spence and “Spence’s Girl”
Me and my Spence
Given a choice, Spence will order Miller Lite
Cocktail hour – and what a view
Yeah I can’t resist doing “bunny ears” behind his head.