Monday, May 23, 2011
As time goes bye... .
Hello to all you fabulous Bloganistas.
Well, let me tell you, yesterday the 22nd of May 2011 was my 40th Wedding Anniversary, yes, 40th... .
I need not explain to those of you who are/have been married or are in a relationship, how difficult it can be, and that is putting it mildly.
Yet, through all the tears and heartaches, there are the good, happy times that make up for all the rest. My son, Robert Edward, being the cream of the crop.
Bob and I went out for dinner to Peter's Place in Bridgedville, (many moons ago, Bob's Dad, Sam, did all the finished carpentry in the bar/lounge area) and we had a really lovely, dare I say Romantic Evening eating Gouda (or Houda as the Dutch say) Cheese Wheel wrapped in Panko Crumbs; Steak, Bob had his favourite medium rare Prime Rib, mine a New York Prime Cut medium (my favourite, except for Lobster from Fanad in Co. Donegal, Ireland - there is nothing on this Planet to come close to it) Johannesburg Riesling wine, and dessert, loved mine, it was an extra yummy Pecan ice cream ball smothered in Caramel Sauce and pure whipped cream, and Bob had his usual Peanut Butter Chiffon and Chocolate pie with oodles of whipped cream.
It was a lovely evening, so relaxing, and the waitress, Karen, brought two musical Teddy Bears to the table (Bride and Groom) playing "Love and Marriage" sung by Frank Sinatra - when people at the other tables heard this, they joined in (much to Bob's embarrassment, perhaps because I was singing right along with the other patrons and Teddy Bears.)
So, cheerio, toodle pips and and all that jazz for the time being -- Luv to you all, Elizabeth
Well, let me tell you, yesterday the 22nd of May 2011 was my 40th Wedding Anniversary, yes, 40th... .
I need not explain to those of you who are/have been married or are in a relationship, how difficult it can be, and that is putting it mildly.
Yet, through all the tears and heartaches, there are the good, happy times that make up for all the rest. My son, Robert Edward, being the cream of the crop.
Bob and I went out for dinner to Peter's Place in Bridgedville, (many moons ago, Bob's Dad, Sam, did all the finished carpentry in the bar/lounge area) and we had a really lovely, dare I say Romantic Evening eating Gouda (or Houda as the Dutch say) Cheese Wheel wrapped in Panko Crumbs; Steak, Bob had his favourite medium rare Prime Rib, mine a New York Prime Cut medium (my favourite, except for Lobster from Fanad in Co. Donegal, Ireland - there is nothing on this Planet to come close to it) Johannesburg Riesling wine, and dessert, loved mine, it was an extra yummy Pecan ice cream ball smothered in Caramel Sauce and pure whipped cream, and Bob had his usual Peanut Butter Chiffon and Chocolate pie with oodles of whipped cream.
It was a lovely evening, so relaxing, and the waitress, Karen, brought two musical Teddy Bears to the table (Bride and Groom) playing "Love and Marriage" sung by Frank Sinatra - when people at the other tables heard this, they joined in (much to Bob's embarrassment, perhaps because I was singing right along with the other patrons and Teddy Bears.)
On Sunday morning we had a lazy start and believe it or not, the sun was shining, yeah, so we sat out on the front porch having our coffee, and me, my tea, and that is when I took these two picture of my Rhodedendrons that have just started to bloom and my front path showing the Rhoddys.
We are now working on the next 40... . So, cheerio, toodle pips and and all that jazz for the time being -- Luv to you all, Elizabeth
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