Today is Mr. Popcorn's birthday. He's turns a very young 48 years old. The man works out every day, sometimes twice if one of the kids wants to go and he's already been. For the last ten years he has come home almost every day for lunch, run his mileage, eaten several yogurts and some bananas, and gone back to work. Wherever we go friends and neighbors say "Hey, I saw you running yesterday!" He's nothing if not disciplined about his daily routine. So today I'll bake him a big cake with lots of candles that relight when you try to blow them out. He'll cook burgers on the grill and we'll probably play some ping pong. Later we might all drive to starbizzle and get coffee and read our books. Happy birthday honey! The day you were born was my lucky day.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
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We love Mr. Pop! It started way back when he was the Broncos Coach for Popson and friends. He is, by all accounts, a great father, husband and friend. You're a blessed bunch of kernels.
And did I mention..that man can SING!
That is one heck of a guy! What a cool ski-picture. Wish we could come in September, but alas... sniff. sniff... bills must be payed.
I can't wait to get a copy of the CD. Probably call you guys tomorrow!!
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