The Mostest Studliest Jarhead and Bestest Husband IN THE WORLD
…turns 50 today. And DAMN if he isn’t on a business trip to N.C..
But he’ll be back here around 5 or so and I’ve got the birthday cards from his mom and aunt…sitting right next to the AARP membership mailer he got.
He’ll get over it.
I love you, honey.
Love ya pop!
Ah! How sweet.
But what about his Birthday present?…..
Happy Birthday, Major Dad!
Happy Birthday, you exceptional in-law, you!
ExCUUUUUSSSSE me, Kraut?
Life with me IS a continual party and one big, fat present.
Happy Birthday to Major Dad! (And I’m sure you don’t look as if you’d be a member of the AARP.)
(that picture dates from when most of us were in 3rd grade, Kate)
Happy, Happy, Major.
Happy Birthday, Major Dad!!
Yo, Major Dad! Happy Birthday!!!!
Happy Birthday, Major Dad.
Happy Birthday and why wasn’t that photo used for the Christmas card??
Happy Birthday to the other normal one in this family!
Thank you all and special thanks to the other normal one NJ Sue! I don’t know what is happening, I have this urge for buffets and something called a “special”…
My bad THS. I forgot about the amazingness that is you 😉
Nice save, Kraut.
By “Nice Save” I assume you mean “Shameless Suck Up”?
No, THAT particular phrase refers to the “amazingness” that is YOU.
Kraut is correct. Duly noted.
Happy Belated Birthday, Major Dad!
And while I’m really tempted to make a comment on Kraut’s suckupishness, I will try my best to refrain.
Happy Belated Birthday, Major Dad. And welcome to AARP snail-mail spam.
I’m here (as someone a few years older than you) to inform you that AARP is a major pain in the butt. You can ignore them, you can tell them to quit. But you’ll keep getting those nice little “YOU ARE OLD NOW” notices in the mail. At least once a month.
If you join them, of course, you’ll get even more…