Blue sharkskin suit.

Well over 5 hours of sleep. Almost 6 in fact.


Do not get me started about bluetooth connections and whether I can see CPAP device data independently. Do not get me started.


As for the sartorial title, HAPPY 55th ANNIVERSARY to my mother's next younger sister and her husband. Morning email included really sweet remembrances of their wedding and pictures of the age. My aunt made her own wedding dress. Also the rental car radiator exploded. And the wedding dinner menu involved frog legs. PS what the heck kind of fabric is "shark skin?"

Two white skinned hands, one over the other showing wedding rings
Custom-designed wedding rings





 

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