Last Friday, we celebrated my hubby's 35th birthday. He was twenty-eight, a few weeks from turning twenty-nine when we first met six years ago. We had a simple weekend of going shopping, to dinner, and a movie. We also did something we enjoy doing once in awhile - we gathered a bunch of magazines and browsed through them as we sipped on pumpkin spiced latte's.
Here's a throwback, back to the early 1980's. My hubby on the left, and his older brother on the right.
Happy Birthday my dear.