Another birthday rolls on by for my Mister. While he is chronologically 63, he often tells me he feels SO much younger. So, I go all transposal on those numbers and now he’s 36! Not too cool when you think that next year he’ll have aged a decade, but it works for this year!
We’re off to celebrate his day, and while it may be his birthday… HE is like a daily birthday gift to me. I could not have a greater, kinder, wiser, more loving man in my life. I love you, Mister…
Happy Birthday, and I wish you many, many, many, many more!!
Living our dash!