Happy birthday to you. You know who you are.
Since you aren’t in the mood to celebrate, I got you this instead:
At least you don’t have to blow out the candle.
Until next time...
Happy 11th Anniversary, my Husbear.
I love you more than you will ever know.
An idea I totally stole from an image in a Google search.
From then…
Oldest picture I could find of us together, circa February 1998.
Through now…
Almost the newest picture I could find of us together, circa June 7, 2008.
… and into the future.
I love you.
Until next time...
Today marks my 35th revolution around the sun after having been expelled from the womb into this wonderful place we call “reality”.
Why?
Today, June 17, 2008, also marks the day same-sex couples are able to legally get married in California. I guess technically they started last night. Hopefully this will “stick” this time.
I’m sure more events of greater importance than my expulsion from a huge, gaping vagina happened today as well, but I’m rather Erik-centric. I do find it funny that today was the Battle of the Rosebud.
Until next time...
Happy birthday baby. I love you more than you will ever know, and more than I have ever been able to express in words. You know it’s true because of that gleam you see in my eye when I’m looking at you.
Today is the Husbear’s birthday. If you want to wish him a happy birthday, you can drop send him an Until next time...
Another year, another evaluation at work. Looks like I am still employed by the “great retail empire”. It’s not a bad thing—It provides me the things I cannot afford as a full time artist yet (i.e., health insurance, a dependable income, a place to use my mad computer skills).
Until next time...
Happy 40th to our friend Jeff! It’s all downhill from there, right? *grin*
Until next time...