Je M'Excuse, Par Avion?

I can always thank Dale for an interesting blog subject. He came to dinner tonight after yoga with a number of things in his hands: keys, check books and envelopes. At the end of dinner, I noticed he was getting something out of this wad of airmail envelopes – and I couldn't help but feel sorry that he had to lug money around in these airmail envelopes. I was at the other end of the table and missed most of the conversation, but perked up when someone mentioned these envelopes were really a wallet. Here he is, with his trigger fingers [](recovered), showing off this wallet for me.

Below: unrelated, is a photo of a reminder for Sam to take his Easter eggs [] and not leave them all for me :)

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