Happy Birthday Hubs!
Happy 20th Anniversary Hubs!
From out west…
while you’re at home…
cuz goodness forbid we ever have a normal special occasion.
Seriously folks, I’m not even kidding. It’s his birthday today and our 20th wedding anniversary and we’re 3062.44 kms apart right now. He had to stay behind because of work. So me and the hooligans had to go road tripping without him. I was on a deadline for B-Dude’s apartment and getting mini-me back for school so the only time frame that worked was right smack in the middle of his birthday which is the same day as our wedding anniversary.
For anyone who ever doubted I was an evil genius this just proves I am. I mean getting married on your hubs birthday is pure brilliance. Here’s how it works. If he wants a birthday present he better make damn sure he remembers our anniversary. See… it’s things like this that should bump me on the mensa list for damn sure.
So to the dude who drives me bat sh*t crazy, steals my junk food before I get any, eats all the ice cream before anyone else knows it’s there and houdini’s my ebook reader, Happy Effing Birthday you lunatic.
Oh Happy Effing 20th Anniversary too. Man if I had a nickel for every time you irritated me over the last 20 years I’d be a rich lady right now. If you had a nickel for every time I irritated you over the last 20 years you’d be nickel-less right. Bah!
Now if you could just paint my blog room pink before I get home I’ll forgive you for all the other crap. But if you get any paint on the freaking tile floor all bets are off.
Okay so to recap:
There’s a reason I’m bat sh*t crazy!
Yup, we’re totally normal. Oh by the way dude the kids say hi and Happy Effing Birthday too! They also said to wire more money. That’s cool right? Oh and mini-me wants you to paint her room too. But not pink. Cuz she’ll hurl if it’s pink. M’kay!
Okay get to steppin’ dude. Times a wastin’. See you in a couple of weeks.
Toodles and smoochies! xx
*prepares for her wife of the year award*