Yay! Last night at the sheriff's meeting I was presented with a new pocketknife! I was so tickled, especially since I had hinted to my Dear Husband that I needed a new knife for X-mas since I keep losing my other one. My old Lt. (Marine Div.) gave it to me in front of my new Lt. (Patrol) and he also gave me a nice certificate of appreciation in a nice folder. New Lt. looked at the knife and said that it was a nicer knife than he was given when he was on Marine! Hee hee. I kept playing with the knife all night, including at dinner afterwards at the Hard Rock where I usually go with M. and D.C. I was practicing my "quick flick." Of course, then I got knive envy when D.C. pulled his knife out--a Kershaw w/spring-loaded blade! Coincidentally, the other D.C. had advised me earlier that evening to invest in a Kershaw. I just might have to someday!
Then, true to my nature, this a.m. I was looking for the new knife and I don't know where it is. Typical! (However, pretty sure it's at home on the ottoman.)
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hahahaha
do you remember the guys with "da knoives" in Little Italy NYC?
No, I don't! Man, the older I get the more I forget which is so sad. You'll have to remind me of the specifics...
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