The article from 5/10/2020 mentioned my “stealth mission” of the previous day. Yesterday was Mrs. Appalachian Irishman’s 34th year of “suffering long” with me. I speculate that she may think otherwise.
Several years ago, my wife's mother gave her a pearl ring. A few years ago, the original pearl setting fell out and was lost. Afterward, I surprised my wife with a new replacement pearl setting. Well, that replacement pearl fell out, but I found it. I held onto it until the proper time. Our wedding anniversary was the proper time!
On Saturday, 5/9/2020, I made a “stealth mission” to Fountain City Jewelers to reattach the pearl. In true Ferrell fashion, I was able to pick up the restored ring yesterday, just in time! Ain’t I a fine husband, dear?
For our anniversary, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman and I had a late afternoon meal at Litton's. Dinner is the noon meal. Supper is the evening meal. City slickers have brunch. That’s a late breakfast. What do city slickers call a late dinner or an early supper?
Of course, all employees were wearing masks. Tables were spaced farther apart. We still had a fine anniversary meal. The waitress shared my sarcastic sense of humor. We had a good time. Our COVID-19-compliant 34th wedding anniversary was one to remember!
Well, dear, I’m glad that you have been so “long-suffering,” having endured me as your husband all these years! The Ferrell in me doesn’t drop the L-word very often. Actions speak louder than words. I love you, dear.
You may be wondering why this article includes no photographs. Apparently, Mrs. Appalachian Irishman is still trying to get an appointment with her “barber” or whatever you ladies call a barber. Saying that she needs a haircut and whatever else her “barber” does, I didn’t photograph her. Thus, I still get to eat her home cooking!
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