Today is my husbands birthday. In my house this is equivalent to a minor national holiday. We will spend the day doing the thing my husband loves to do the most. Laying on the beach and relaxing. Relaxing is a very big part of my husbands vocabulary. I was not going to write a whole post extolling the virtues of my husband, I was going to keep this short and sweet. But now the meta gods are telling me that my post about his birthday is too short so I am now forced to wax poetic about my husband, my apologies in advance.
Happy Birthday to the man I love. In spite of your unusual (80’s style) taste in clothes and undying love for sports memorabilia, I love you more and more every day. Your uncanny ability to find my unsolicited advice and opinions entertaining is refreshing. You have a real “glass half full” outlook on life and on all things Jets and Mets related. While at times it can be exhausting, I secretly find it hopeful and optimistic. Thank you for being my best friend and my biggest advocate, my foil when need be and my partner in the truest sense of the word. You are a great husband, father and friend. Although you are usually the butt of jokes in our house you never fail to be a good sport when it comes at your expense. You are selfless, smart, funny and loyal. I would be remiss if I did not mention your full head of hair. There is no one in this world I could imagine going through life with other than you.
I hope your birthday is everything you want it to be. Sun, sand, relaxation and no unsolicited opinions or advice from me for most of the day!
But most of all I would like to see you wear this bathing suit this weekend.
Happy Birthday Adam!