I put the Bride and groom from the top of my 1975 wedding cake in with his suit jackets.
Liz was mad that I packed it before she could lick off the leftover cake.
67 and dumped
I put the Bride and groom from the top of my 1975 wedding cake in with his suit jackets.
Liz was mad that I packed it before she could lick off the leftover cake.
67 and dumped 
How’d you make out yesterday, Mattie? That might not be the best choice of words. I know you didn’t make out.
Anxious to read your next post.
Totally serious about that cake; unless it was carrot cake.