In February, I bought Dan a Meyer Lemon tree for his birthday. He loves lemons, and I’ve discussed before, he is really hard to buy for, so it was the perfect gift. He has been babying it ever since and moved it from the pot to the yard earlier this summer.

It’s doing well and has plenty of fruit growing, but we noticed that the black birds were pecking at the lemons. Dan said he could cure the problem, and being that he was raised on a farm, I figured he had it under control.

Silly me. You would think I would have learned by now.  This is Dan’s resolution to the problem.

An owl. Sitting in the pool chair … getting some rays.

I’m sure the black birds are terrified.

Sunday was our 12th wedding anniversary. A friend asked how long we’d been together, and when I replied “12 years” Dan quickly jumped in with “FIFTEEN!!” So apparently it’s been a long time. Or it at least feels like a long time to Dan.

He is super hard to buy for, so when the opportunity came up on Facebook to help a local wildlife rescue group release a hawk back into the wild, I jumped on it. Birds of prey and Dan go together like peanut butter and chocolate. And luckily I won (and it didn’t cost me nearly as much as it should have).

So here are some photos from our adventure out to Magnolia, Texas, last weekend to release a juvenile red-tailed hawk … such an incredible creature. And it was an amazing moment to watch him circle around and fly off to freedom.

Today is our 8th wedding anniversary. Dan is in Chicago, so I’m all pitiful. The girls and I had celebratory fish sticks for dinner and I chased them with a mocha frappaccino. Delish.

I went to our online family website and found this photo from our wedding (lovely border courtesy of a crazy aunt). Look how happy we were … younger, thinner, better skin. Ah, the memories.

(mush on) Anywho, I have to say that I love the man as much as I did on this day … maybe even more. He’s the best thing that has ever happened to me. (mush off)

Bee, if you see him walking down the street or in a restaurant or something, give him a big hug for me.

Dan and I managed to squeeze in a date night over the Thanksgiving weekend. We decided on dinner and Dave & Buster’s … Dan likes to pretend shoot things, and I enjoy any game that gives me tickets so I can “buy” worthless crap like this incredibly cool, farting finger pen. (Don’t worry, I always get Anabella something while we are there … this time it was a Dora wallet and a wind-up penguin who does back flips.)

Trivia is one of my favorites, but I also like Tower of Power …. BA DA DUM! (that’s the noise it makes.) My friend Rakel and I totally rock ToP. (We hit the jackpot six times between the two of us last time we went on a double date to D&B.)

But the coolest D&B news was from the bowling alley, where Dan THE MAN busted out SIX strikes in a row. And this was after 1.) I had given up on bowling for the night, and 2.) He’d had about five beers. Everyone was MUY impressed … high-fiving him and making comments on what a cool dude he was.

So here’s to my honey and his double turkey. Fame and Glory not only at D&B, but also in the blog community.

— The B.S. Cafe is now serving poultry.