Today is MFH (My Favorite Husband) birthday!

I love Birthday’s!  I don’t care whose birthday it is, I just love birthday’s.  Seeing as it is my favorite person in the whole wide world’s birthday, that makes today extra special.

MFH and I met the first day of 8th Grade (he gets very tired of me sharing this story btw, but I love it.)   We were in Homeroom and got sent to the Principal’s Office.  That is how we met.  It would make a really great story if we had been in trouble but, alas, the office had made a mistake by not including our milk tickets in the homeroom packet and we were sent to the office to retrieve them.  So much for an incredible story, huh?

That day, however, changed the course of my life.

MFH and I became friends.  Allies.  Yes, we dated some.  Never very seriously.  We were more buddies than anything seriously romantic.  He dated other girls and I dated other guys but we always gravitated back to each other.  Our idea of a date was to go to the Mall and shop.  Just walking around, talking, enjoying each other’s company.

Every now and then, we would have a “Real Date.”  We went to the Opera (don’t laugh.  I happen to like Opera).  We went to the Fair.  Stuff like that.  Usually, though, it was just going to the Mall and walking around, talking.

So, it totally blows my mind that we met when we were only 14 and here we are celebrating MFH’s 53rd birthday.  I’ll have you know, I married an “Older Man.” He is exactly 3 months and 2 days older than me.   🙂

There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for this guy.  He is the best.  He is my life.  I love him very much.

Happy Birthday!!!