Today is Dan’s 31st birthday. We had plans to meet after work for dinner at the restaurant of his choice. Of course, there was a major snafu in the plans when Dan had to work a little later than normal and a tanker truck spilled some kind of substance on the highway, leading to house and business evacuations and major traffic issues… so I would have been waiting with a 3-year-old at the restaurant for over an hour, waiting for him. Both of us hungry and tired. Not a good idea.
So instead, Maggie and I went to Moe’s for some quesadillas and chips while he made his way home, and we brought a quesadilla for the birthday boy.
Then we stuck a candle in it and sang happy birthday.
(He doesn’t really like cake or sweets- WEIRDO- so this worked just fine.)
Happy birthday, Husband Of Mine. Welcome to the Other Side Of Thirty!