Happy Birthday!

Today is my handsome, sweet husband's birthday. I bought him a gun for his big day, in honor of the face that his birthday falls on the same day Barack Obama gets inaugurated into office as President. Seemed fitting. I gave it to him (he actually bought it himself with my permission) a couple of days ago, so I wanted to write him a little note on his big day.

Happy Birthday sweetheart! I love you, and hope you have a great day. We've been through a lot together, good and bad, and thank goodness it's all just made us stronger as a couple, and we love each other so much more because of the challenges we've faced. I love my life with you and Aiden. Thank you for everything you've given me, and for all the happiness we've shared. We have a good life. I love you.

By the way, neighbors, did you see the fire truck pull up in front of my house today? It's not anything to worry about. I was cooking a chicken (boiling a chicken, how do you burn a boiling chicken this bad?) and I fell asleep when Aiden went down for his nap because I've been sick. Don't judge me. I woke up to all of the smoke alarms in our house going off. The house was filled with THICK smoke. I can't believe it didn't wake me up! Now, when we first moved into this house, this guy came to our door and talked us into getting an APX alarm system. Everything was free of charge, it was a promotional thing or something, we just have to pay monthly for the service. How stupid are we? So we signed a three year contract. Three years! Anyway, one of the features is a fire alarm that is monitored by the alarm company, and if it goes off, they dispatch the fire department. I wasn't a big fan of that, but they always call first, when it goes off, and make sure it's legitimate. Well, they called Kenny's phone today, when the fire alarm went off, and he didn't answer, so they dispatched the fire department, THEN they called my phone, and by the time I told them it was a false alarm, it was too late to undispatch them. So at least I was informed before hand, that the fire department was coming to my house. How embarrassing!! The smoke alarms were still going off as we stood out in the front yard (in our pajamas, I've been lazy and have now paid for it) as we explained to the nice firemen that there was in fact, no fire. They were very nice, and even offered to bring their big fans into our house to blow out the smoke. I declined, because I was SOOOO embarrassed. I took the opportunity to introduce Aiden to the nice firemen. I think he liked it. What an adventure! So, neighbors, sorry if we scared ya. It scared us too.