Today is Darlin's birthday and Mamon is busy doing things for him today. She is going to cook him favorite things and one of his favorite things is being fish...salmon fish. And grits. I care not for the grits but will love to share in the salmon as it swims upstream to reach his plate. And eggs that Mamon stands and beats for no reason that I can tell but they look pretty and fluffy standing on the plate sliding over to the grits to give them hugs and kisses when she scoops them out of te big hot pan that will make me go oeyoeyey if I try to see too closely. I think she will be baking him a big white cake all covered over with coconut because I heard her smacking the hard shelled milk container arouund last night and she was using the grater thingy this morning, I like cake. Happy Birthday, Darrlin' how old are you now? 29? Mamon is laughing and saying that it is a mathmatical impossibility for Darlin' to be younger than his younger son, and he is laughing and says you my sweetest sweetums keep me young, she is doing that finger down the thoat thing and laughing at Darlin' and they are hugging. Yuck. Grown ups make me sick. BUT
Love you we do Darlin'