My darling husband is 25 years old today. Half of a generation. A quarter of a century. A score and a quarter. Two and a half decades. Bring on the old fart jokes!

Nah. 25 isn’t that old. Even if I did meet my husband when he was a mere eighteen years old – the same age his youngest brother is now.
I got him computer parts for his birthday – ram, hard drive, dvd drive, all of which together will make his computer Vista-able, and Incubus’ new album, Dig. Since he has to work today (grr), we’re going to do a birthday lunch and cake tomorrow, when his brothers are here.
Happy Birthday Dan!


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