Somebody on Easy Street is having a birthday. His name is Mr.
In honor of his day, Baxter ate a book. (I guess that is one way to keep me from reading!) Happy Birthday, Mr.! Bax is trying to help you out, I guess.
Also in honor of his day, the church scheduled a meeting--of the long variety. He happens to be on the committee holding the long meeting. The last trustees meeting was two and a half hours long. *groan* I think they might find following an agenda helpful. Heck! Even having an agenda for the meeting might help. It probably won't happen. So... while he is at his meeting: Happy Birthday to the Mr.
I am headed out tonight to replace the book and to find a suitable choice of birthday cake. (Sounds like I'll have plenty of time while he is in his meeting.) Happy Birthday, Mr.
I did manage to surprise him with some swim goggles and a new "manly" beach towel for his morning swim. His real gift he has to pick out himself: a new grill. (I imagine that I just might benefit from that gift myself!) Happy Birthday, Mr.
I'm pretty much convinced that the Mr. is a gift I gave myself. They don't come much better in the husband and father department.
He might be a mess sometimes, but I'm glad that mess is mine! (Well, most of the time I am!)
Happy Birthday, Mr.
Love you lots!
4 comments:
LUCKY for you MR. met you BEFORE he met me or he'd be living the dream with me........just sayin!!! Happy Birthday Ricky...have Mrs. E pinch your cute little toosh for me!! LOVE YOU
Happy Birthday to your Mr. You both are a sweet couple, and a gift to each other.
FlowerLady
Happy Birthday, Mr.! And happy day to you that he's in your life!
Happy Birthday Mr.!
And happy grillin' :)
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