Today is my husband’s 35th birthday. The big 3-5. Wow, I met him almost ten years ago. Time flies when you’re married, I suppose.

He’s taking today off, its something we’ve always tried to do. Never work on your birthday. If you can manage, of course. We’re going to see a movie. Both the boys requested “Madagascar”. I’m less than enthused. I’ve heard some mixed reviews. But if he wants to see it, then so be it. But first we’re going out to lunch at a restaurant of K’s chosing. Of course, he hasn’t chosen anything yet. He better get on the stick because we’re leaving here in about fifteen minutes.

He got breakfast in bed even, lucky dog. So a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY to (one of) my favorite guy(s)! Big hugs to him and lots of kisses too. Here’s to 35 more years, happily together.