DAN WITH GRACIE
Happy Birthday to my husband, Dan, who turns the big 6-0 today. As blogging friend Gemma says, that officially qualifies him to be an Old Fart! Or, you could say he is older than dirt!
On Dan's big 4-0, we had just driven across North Dakota and half of Montana in 100-degree heat to attend his niece's wedding. His mom baked him an angel food cake with butter cream frosting, and brought it all that way in the heat, but other than that, his celebration was overshadowed by the wedding.
On his big 5-0, I was spending a week in Boise, Idaho, with said niece and her family. Word has it that he celebrated quite well without me. Fortunately, his watering hole was close enough so that he could walk home after his revels.
On his birthday four years ago, he took one of his few days off to go golfing at one of the prettiest spots around, the Painted Woods golf course near Washburn, ND. Unfortunately, I had to have him reached with an emergency message, that our daughter was critically ill in Washington, DC.
Today, he took another of his rare days off to try to have that golfing/birthday celebration at Painted Woods. This time, there was no emergency call and he was able to spend a balmy day in the great outdoors with his best buds.
We're not ones for having parties, so we're just going to have some pizza and beer tonight.
Happy Birthday, Dan, and many more. But of course that means that in less than 365 days I will be the big 6-0. Yikes!