The big four two. The husband seems to be feeling it this year. Can’t say that I blame him. It feels like it’s been a long year. Multiply that forty two times. I get it.
Britton helped me plan a menu of his most favorite meal including a Southern Living appetizer she wanted to try (who doesn’t move Brie?!). Thanks to me, the cake was a bust, but Dee Dee saved the day by suggesting we turn it into an ‘oops cake’ which is essentially a crumbled caked with homemade whip cream on top. Delicious!
Happy birthday, Mike. Your three most precious gifts surround you each and every day.