None of the usual latenight blogging today
Happy Birthday Stephen. With hopefully many more to follow.
Happy 35th to Stephen Green
I’m looking forward to his wine tasting note(s).
You were dating her for two months and she did that … and you are married to her and she still does it! You are a lucky man. I suppose you will, with probability one, have a happy birthday, but I shall wish you one anyways. Also, I can help you dispose of any unwanted (full) bottles of that ’91 Stag’s Leap Cab., just in case you bought alot of bottles and start to get sick of it. Just trying to help out …
I’m guessing that sweet young Melissa will be waddling soon. Maybe before she has to cook one of these again.
I’m thinking in a few months she’ll develop a waddle in her step, and she’ll be even more even beautiful for it.
At least that’s been our experience
Happy Birthday to VodkaPundit
He just hit the big 3 5. Funny, we’re within six months of the same age and both married gals named Melissa. And of course there’s the immoderate drinking. I wonder if he’s a gun nut?…
FELICITATIONS ALL AROUND
A very happy birthday to Stephen Green. Though from the look of things, my best wishes are, at best, utterly superfluous….
Happy Birthday from one Steve to a younger, better-looking one. Sounds like an incredible birthday tradition. I’m jealous.
you’re a bastard
This was, I think, my favorite line in your beautiful story:
Ran upstairs to the bedroom, changed into slacks and a sports coat, ran back downstairs, looked at Melissa again, ran back upstairs, and put on a tie, too.
I could just see it in my head, like a movie unfolding!
Have a great birthday!
I’m pretty much in the same camp as ‘Hey’.
Happy birthday, you SOB.
And curses upon you for nabbing someone like Melissa! What did you do? Blackmail her?
Happy Birthday, and I hope you have many, many more basement interludes in years to come.
You lucky lucky LUCKY bastard! With that running around the house, I’m not sure I’d blog at all.
Good on ya.
Dear Stephen – You are indeed a lucky man. Happy B’day, many more and stay in the basement until called. Best, Terry