I guess its been a while since I last put pen to paper, so I take this occasion, my 34th anti-versary, to say a few things. I have had my second fill on my lap band, a total of seven cc's, and am now getting restriction. Thats a polite way of saying hurts like hell or makes me violently sick. Its not actually my anti-versary, thats the 26th of this month. You see my wedding date was already set when I realized my wife had chosen opening day of trout season in Pennsylvania as a wedding day. There was nothing any self respecting trout fisherman could do except make up a story (maybe lie fits) and change that date to the following weekend, after all, we must have priorities. So Janice and I went out to eat dinner on what should have been our anniversary date. It was great fun watching her eat two lobster tails, french fried mushrooms, baked potato, salad, rolls, and other odds and ends. Mr Lap Band was able to consume 3 shrimp from his shrimp cocktail, a half dozen of those mushrooms and a half roll, gee what fun! I even had to pass on my beloved coffee! I guess eating out is not for the timid or weak any more.... but after all, one could say I owe her. 34 years of me has had to be hard to bear. Thank you Janice or putting up with me and my dogs, my old VW'S, my too many motorcycles. Thank you for allowing me to enjoy my woods and my streams, my fields and my rivers. Thank You for countless trout and numerous deer. But most of all, thank you for two great kids and 34 years of your time that made my life worth living.






Oh, that is so sweet!!!
sherry22