I’m almost done writing about November, I swear. I’m a little slow at these things.
We celebrate a lot around here. A birthday or anniversary gets celebrated at least two or three times, and we consider most weekends to be honeymoons. That’s just the way we roll.
My birthday this year was no exception. We went away for the weekend before (also to celebrate our anniversary), and we had some friends over for an appetizer potluck a few weeks later. The actual day of my birthday landed on a Monday and Josh instructed me to come home from work, take a nap, and wait for him to prepare dinner. This man knows how to love me.
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