…that just happens to coincide with Charlie Bravo Day? And mom hooked a sister up with a snazzy new ensemble to protect my brisket and tenderloins from the cold?
I’ll have to post later, as there is serious flouncing about to be accomplished immediately!
It’s always a party at the Casa, but this is ridiculous!
(I couldn’t agree more, Charlie; that “sweater” makes me think of an arctic Huggy Bear…-dad)