He was organizing his foreign bills and I took pictures to send to the kids. He's so rich! We went grocery shopping after Saturday morning mass, and for the first time in 32 years we shopped for items exclusively for ourselves. He also picked up a nice Single Malt to commemorate the beginning of our Empty Nesters days--although he may not crack it open until a son or two come to visit. I am glad to say after a spell of frozen or otherwise pre-prepared meals, I am happy to have someone to cook for again.