Tuesday, January 18, 2011
You Are My Justin Matisse
Today my husband is 30. 3-0. WOW. If it were me and I were turning 30 today I would be under the covers crying, and spending all afternoon counting backwards with my fingers crossed, choking on my own tears. But not Billy, he says carelessly that it is just like any other day. He is not scared one bit to turn 30, in fact he rolls his eyes at me when I tease him about it. So here is 30. 30! It looks good on him if you ask me. This beard I love, and I hope he keeps it. Although if he does he may get told again that he looks like Noah from The Notebook. Umm, can you say sexy? I digress...
30 years of Billy on this earth.
Lover of political discussion, meaningful conversation, cats, dark beer, good food, good friends, cooking with his wife, plants, travel, and people. Oh does he ever love people. He gives me kisses liberally and lives sincerely. Deliberately.
You are my Justin Matisse, my Jake Ryan, my... lol, Noah Calhoun.
Happy Birthday my dear, I hope you know how much I love you. I love you FOREVER!