When I’m 64
My partner bought himself a pair of winter boots yesterday. I pointed out that he had inadvertently bought the exact pair I’ve owned for several years.
And so begins are slow, inexorable ascent into the matching tracksuit firmament. Note this as the moment when our future as an elderly couple in Florida began to wheedle its claws into us like an adorable kitten.
Joey & Mel Schwanke looking swanky… save room at the canasta table for me.