Guess what, you guys – it is almost D’s birthday! Just a few more days ‘til I can make him a cake, give him his gift, and treat him to a delicious dinner and as many Belgian beers as his heart desires (which fortunately won’t be too many, since he’s not a big drinker). The one small downside to this birthday thing is that . . I’m feeling a little bit jealous. Not because I wish it were my birthday (that’s coming soon enough next month), but because of his age, his glorious age. A young 27, while I am weeks away from the big 3-0. Hold me.
Still, I'm glad I snagged a younger man . . just like I wanted. :)