Today, a mere 34 years ago, my oh so young looking husband was born in a Detroit suburb. Although it would be fitting to write a birthday tribute, a poem perhaps, alas I am not a wordsmith. Hopefully a picture tribute will suffice.
Fortunately Bryan has to work today, or all of you would not get to see these "vintage" photos . . . he would surely have stopped me from putting them on the blog.
Bryan and I celebrated last night with the opening of presents: new Adidas sandals and the new Tim Dorsey book. He also received gift cards and a Red Wings Championship hat. This morning Avery and I (since she doesn't leave my side right now . . . in fact she is on my lap as I am writing this) cooked Bryan his breakfast favorites, hash browns (well-done) and cheese covered scrambled eggs. Since Bryan is not a fan of birthday cake, he blew out the candles on birthday taco dip, another one of his favorite dishes.