A few Fridays ago Richie and I biked to a local park where we had a picnic dinner. It was my way of replacing our usual dinner out each weekend. After all, I did lose my job and we can't be the DINK's we used to be. (My position was "eliminated" about a month ago, in case you hadn't heard.) After arriving at the park Richie said, "All your dreams are coming true, aren't they." Yes! They were. It was so cute to ride to the park and have a picnic. We got some exercise and had homemade yummy food. What could be better?
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I am so happy that you are posting things again. I love to read them! It looks like you guys are having a great time. Sorry to hear about your job.
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