Lately I've been accused of not blogging enough or not showing "some people" enough love (sorry Jay!), so I will dedicate this to the greatest man that I know. Today my darling husband enters the new world of old folks. He is turning the big 3-0! Finally, I'm no longer a cradle robber. Tonight we're heading out to Peter Luger's for steaks! Last weekend I whisked Sammo off to Hershey, Pennsylvania for a romantic, relaxing weekend (more on that later). This morning I made pancakes, so Sam is definitely getting the royal treatment for his birthday.
Sam - you are the light of my life. You are the reason I wake up every morning and you make me want to be a better woman. I love to fall asleep next to you at night, even though most nights you steal ALL of the covers. You are the sweetest, most romantic (that's a new one!), most loving, understanding man I have ever met. I don't know what I'd do without you.
So, welcome to the thirties. You're finally a grown man! Happy, happy birthday!!!
Love and kisses to you!
