Today my favorite guy in the whole world is turning 37. Lucky lady that I am, this will be the eighth birthday I've got to spend with the man our kids look up to.
The guy that makes me laugh pretty regularly.
The teacher of many things.
And the guy that keeps me grounded through good times and bad.
Happy birthday my love...you get better and I fall more in love with you each and every year. I hope this one is everything you've hoped for and I promise to make every effort to make next year your best yet. All my love, always.
A few weeks ago several of us met up at Ft. Zumwalt Park to have dinner via food trucks. All we did was stand in line, eat, and hang out on blankets...and I personally had a blast...and ate from every truck but one, but that's a different story.