Happy Birthday, Mrs. G.
Today is the lovely & talented Mrs. G's birthday. I'll be polite and not mention how old she is, but since she's just two days older than I am, I think we can all put two and two together and come up with the right answer, can't we? So for the next two days Mrs. G. gets to be "The Older Woman". It's not quite at "Mrs. Robinson" levels, but it's still fun to be a "kept man" with a Sugar Mama, even if it only lasts for 48 hours.
Every year for the past 18 or so I've spent the day in between our two birthdays reminding her that she's old and I'm still young. Then the 24th rolls around, and I officially join her in the next age bracket. It's fun while it lasts, or until Mrs. G. gets tired of being teased about it - whichever comes first.
Mrs. G. was actually a really good sport last year when she turned 40, despite her fears that she wasn't going to take it gracefully. But she did, I think the maturity that comes with age only makes her that much more loveable. Or at least that's what I hope it's doing to me...
Regardless, I wish my darling wife the happiest of birthdays. And if she asks really nice, perhaps later I'll do my annual Thomas J. Gressel Birthday Dance(r) for her. It's quite the sight to behold, believe you me. (I've yet to try it while jumping out of a cake, but maybe one of these years...) I'm just thankful it hasn't turned up on YouTube yet.
Anyway, Happy Birthday, Mrs. G. Here's to another year down.
P.S. I'm still younger than you! :)
Every year for the past 18 or so I've spent the day in between our two birthdays reminding her that she's old and I'm still young. Then the 24th rolls around, and I officially join her in the next age bracket. It's fun while it lasts, or until Mrs. G. gets tired of being teased about it - whichever comes first.
Mrs. G. was actually a really good sport last year when she turned 40, despite her fears that she wasn't going to take it gracefully. But she did, I think the maturity that comes with age only makes her that much more loveable. Or at least that's what I hope it's doing to me...
Regardless, I wish my darling wife the happiest of birthdays. And if she asks really nice, perhaps later I'll do my annual Thomas J. Gressel Birthday Dance(r) for her. It's quite the sight to behold, believe you me. (I've yet to try it while jumping out of a cake, but maybe one of these years...) I'm just thankful it hasn't turned up on YouTube yet.
Anyway, Happy Birthday, Mrs. G. Here's to another year down.
P.S. I'm still younger than you! :)
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