I've said before that Paul really doesn't complain much about anything I do. But he has been known to grouse a bit over these last four months about the time I've been spending at the computer. He assumes it's all about my "stupid blog" although I do work here, too.
He reads my blog but not usually unless I've left it open and he sits down to check his own email. And I know he has enjoyed several of my posts. Last evening we went to a Porketta at the rod & gun club he belongs to. It was not a pig roast where they actually roast a pig on a spit over an open fire, it was just a fund-raising dinner where they happened to be serving pork.
As we sat at the picnic table with friends he asked if I had my camera. I didn't. It's always in my car, and we had taken his truck. Honestly, I didn't expect there would be anything to photograph or I would have brought it.
Then he said...."I thought you would write a post about the porketta."
He's got it, he's finally got it!!