My darling wife has aged another year. I’m not allowed to tell you what age she is, but anyone born in 1973 should be able to figure it out (they were a particularly clever bunch that year). Tonight I’m whisking her off for dinner, and then home… to.. well get her yearly birthday treat.
Yes, that’s right folks, I’m talking about sex.
OK I’m kidding, I’m washing the car…
Happy Birthday darling, to think we’ve known each other for more than half of our lives…. holy crap, that’s scary, ain’t it!!
