No, that's not how old I am. That's how long I've been married. Yikes! There's no way of avoiding how old I am anymore, is there? My darling husband bought me a lovely Chamilia bracelet and now I'm pouring over all the (ahem) overpriced charms there are available to buy for it. I think I ask for a tasteful birthstone charm for my birthday and let it go at that. We're contemplating a train trip through the Canadian Rockies before snow season sets in, but we're such procrastinators that is may just have to way a year or two
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