Namath was super thoughtful. Or he knew Matt would need a drink when we looked up and saw him WALKING ALONG THE TOP OF THE WALL. I may have had a mild panic attack. Guess that knee is feeling better. I didn't document this, in fear that I would miss the opportunity, if it presented itself, to catch a 55 lb bulldog.
We enjoyed some wings, french fries and cold beer.
Despite the fall weather, we did some sunbathing. I use the term 'we' loosely. 'We' also did some mopping of these dirty floors that 'we' have slobbered all over.
'We' smoked some victory cigars.
We got some glittery artwork from the nieces.
We ate cake.
Decorated with candy corn. Brilliant.
All in all, we celebrated Matt, and what a joy he is to all of us.
"Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken."
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