My gorgeous hubby turns the big four-oh today. I think it's hitting him kinda hard. This morning he told me that he just wants this day to go away.
Rubbish.
We're going to celebrate, and we're gonna do it RIGHT. I can't divulge any of the details of the day that I have planned in case he reads this, but it's safe to say that he'll be having fun today.
After all, 40 is the new 30, and Glynn acts like an 17-year-old most of the time anyway, so that makes him....let's see......about 12? I don't know, I'm no good at math.
Young at heart is all that matters.
And life begins when you're happy, anyway.
So here's to you, honey! *raises coffee cup in toast* May your next 40 be even better. Can you imagine us on that birthday? I bet we'll still be off-roading in our Jeeps.
I love you!
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