Twenty-nine years ago TODAY, in southern Indiana, a wonderful man was born. A man who is witty, handsome, more intelligent than a person should be allowed to be, thoughtful, fun to travel with, dog-loving, great dishwasher loader, fantastic lawnmower, unfearful of fires, fixer of anything, lover of beer and a heartwarming family man who has great taste in television, music and wife-choosing, but not so much in birthday restaurant choosing. And lucky for me, he is my HUSBAND.
And I am crazy thankful he was born because he has brought so much to my life that I can barely stand it. Most notably, goat cheese. I'm only kidding! But the other things are 'schmoopie' things that I shall keep between us.
So today, I honor him and celebrate him and marvel at what a great man he is.
Happy Birthday Mike! I love you. You mean THE WORLD to me.
4 comments:
Awwww. Thanks honey. I love you too (despite your lack of refined taste in semi-discount seafood establishments).
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKE! Don't let Michelle kid you, the LOB is an amazing place - especially on birthdays.
HAVE A GOOD ONE!
PS - Mickey D, this is a cute post.
Yay! Happy Birthday, MD! :)
(P.S. You can't go wrong with cheddar bay biscuits. ENJOY, "The Lobster.")
SEE YOU BOTH SOON!
Aaaaaawwwwww.... SO sweet.
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