FATHER, MAY I?
May Day flowers from my ever thoughtful dad. Wondered off and on all day if I’d find any upon returning home, only to forget just before arriving. So glad I did, for it made them all the sweeter.
A dinner of salmon and asparagus in mustard sauce with the likes of Black Mirror episodes and The Room for company this eve. Will it be as bad as it’s professed to be? The trailer says an assured “yes.”
Lots of planning ahead- the dad’s 75th (!) birthday party and Bean’s as well, though not her 75th (!), and not in that order either.
May Day Song by Earl Robinson