The Great 28

Apparently blogger was having some problems and deleted my post about Steve's birthday and some comments I'd gotten in the past few days.

I don't remember exactly what I said originally, but Steve had a low-key birthday at home with his hazardous gifts:


With caution tape and old t-shirts, who needs wrapping paper?

This was the 10th time Steve and I have celebrated his birthday together and, after spending our entire adult lives together, we still always have a wonderful time... even with Steve having class in the evening and me serving leftover spaghetti ('cause it's no gift to have me cook for your birthday).

Anything else I could say about Steve's birthday would probably start sounding pretty sappy, so I'll just say thank you to Steve's parents for going for that sixth kid. Thank you, thank you, thank you.