He Goes “Ahhhhh….”

The temperature fell closer to 80 than to 90, I went running, then cooled off with a quick shower and poured a cold IPA from the craft brewery in town. Such a nice evening to relax and listen to music. Ahhh…. Prue once called Lia my “little girlfriend in Spain,” causing me to sputter and … Continue reading He Goes “Ahhhhh….”