I’m so excited that my husband is 50 today.No, really I am. I don’t share this often and, well, now that this post is going Google…for the 6.3 of you reading this daily…the reason I’m glad is we’re once again in the same decade.
Ken is actually almost eight years younger than I am. This requires high maintenance on my part. Our decade-sharing will be short lived, but Ken’s quick to point out that I’m the only one of the two of us who makes age an issue. But I’m not the only one of the universe of us who makes it an issue. Truth is, if he was the one eight years older, fewer people would raise an eyebrow. Of course, we’re nowhere near Demi and Ashton, so there’s always that!
We’re actually going to be able to spend some time together today. Together as in without the television and the laptop. Together as in celebrating our decade-ness1
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