Happy Birthday Dusterboy!

I'm married to a 50 year old. How the hell did that happen? *grin*

Yesterday we had a big birthday bash here at the cottage to celebrate his 50th. About 25 people and so much food that Carey and Breezy may be eating leftovers with their poutine when they get here.

The front lawn was decorated with 50 pink pigs. The sun was shining and it was a beautiful starry night. We had three guitar players and a roaring campfire. It was a near perfect night.

We all chipped in and bought him a Sirius satellite radio with a boom box. He's been wanting one for well over a year and I've been telling him no, no, no. It got to be a little game between us. Who would win? I'm calling it a draw. The friends chipped in on the actual hardware while I paid for the subscription. Technically, I did NOT purchase the radio. *snicker*

Happy Birthday Baby! Love you forever and forever, love you with all my heart. Love you whenever we're together, love you when we're apart.