He might not remember that the first of his birthdays we spent together, we had been engaged for two days. It sort of eclipsed the whole turning twenty three thing. We met friends downtown and there were lots of "Congratulations! Let me see the ring! Oh...and happy birthday J."
Looking back, the past eight years have been my favorite. The best parts of my thirty one years. He likes to kid because I turn the next age two months before he does. I'm the older woman.
So today we're the same age again. It's eight years later. The ring is still on my finger. Be still my heart.
Love you, J.
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Way to go OM! And two wonderful kids to show for the union! And happy b-day J!
So does being an older woman these days automatically nominate you for the title of cougar? jk.
Happy Birthday!
Happy Birthday, Omaha Papa.
Can we see the ring? Is it very sparkly? How about some wedding photos. I love reading about other peoples weddings.
Happy birthday!
And yes, write about your wedding!
Hope you guys have a great day!
Big Birthday Wishes!
happy birthday to your hubby!
That "older woman" thing will NEVER go away. My parents are in the same boat and Dad ALWAYS gives Mom a hard time for that entire two months.
Happy Birthday, J. And thanks for taking care of my cousin and "niece and nephew"!!! **HUGS**
Awwwww. Happy b-day!
You have a trophy husband - just like me. Found you through Oh, the Joys. My man's was the 16th.
Happy birthday to all the mens...
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