Not Just Another Day

Today is SO's birthday. We're supposed to treat this as just another day which means, no cake and ice cream, no presents, and no cracked voice rendition of "Happy Birthday" (why IS that note so high anyway).

I am going to do my best to observe the edict, but it will be hard. It's really not another day, it's the day my best friend, playmate, confidant, lover, partner in crime, helpmate, and favorite person was born.

So I'll just say: I love you very much honey, and I am pretty happy that you were born.

Happy Just Another Day.