The Name of the Gargoyle
My wife was sick in bed on our wedding anniversary, a couple weeks ago. When I went to the pharmacy to pick up medication for her, I checked out the plush toys they were selling for Valentine's Day. Maybe a soft animal, adorned with a little heart, could serve to comfort her as she recovered, while also noting our anniversary.
Nah! Jan's not the soft and frilly type. Instead, I opted for this garden ornament. And, she loves it! Janice gave it a prominent place on top of her clothing wardrobe, where she can see it each time she enters the bedroom. At least for the rest of the winter. She's so glad I didn't go for the plush toy.
Now that she's feeling better, she's trying to decide on a name for the new gargoyle.
Thinking, thinking, thinking . . .
The Name of the Gargoyle
My wife was sick in bed on our wedding anniversary, a couple weeks ago. When I went to the pharmacy to pick up medication for her, I checked out the plush toys they were selling for Valentine's Day. Maybe a soft animal, adorned with a little heart, could serve to comfort her as she recovered, while also noting our anniversary.
Nah! Jan's not the soft and frilly type. Instead, I opted for this garden ornament. And, she loves it! Janice gave it a prominent place on top of her clothing wardrobe, where she can see it each time she enters the bedroom. At least for the rest of the winter. She's so glad I didn't go for the plush toy.
Now that she's feeling better, she's trying to decide on a name for the new gargoyle.
Thinking, thinking, thinking . . .