Here's a photo I took, as we were entering Harrah's St. Louis.
Ron and I spent much of the weekend in one of our favorite cities--St. Louis to celebrate his birthday. First I took him to his favorite food stores, Trader Joe's and Whole
Then we hit the casino floor, where I handed Ron his generous birthday pre$ent. He was not disappointed! Funny how I hardly could find him during our three hour gambling spree. He has a way of finding me, when he loses nearly all of his money. I hit jackpots all over the place and kept getting richer as the night went on! I was ready to go home a winner, when he found me. I didn't tell him about my winnings until we were driving out of the parking lot in the wee hours of the morning. Then I whipped out all my hundred dollar bills and started counting them and shared with him, so he too came home a winner! Ron had a great birthday celebration, and I was happy that he didn't have to shell out a dime for anything.
His birthday was actually the 13th, but he took me to the ER the night of the 12th. That's the night I found out that I had a kidney stone. I felt really bad then, because we had planned to spend his birthday weekend in Peoria for the first Peoria Pride Celebration. Unfortunately we missed the Peoria Pride, but I'm thinking now that the St. Louis outing was meant to be.