Wednesday, June 14, 2006


It's hard to believe. A bit shocking and sad in a bittersweet kind of way.

Husband turns 50 in August.

I'm planning a birthday bash for him. We'll have some of these swaying in the wind. We'll chow-down on cheese enchiladas and fajitas and frosty, cold margaritas. These will cover the backyard sky and we'll sway to the music of the flamenco.

Most importantly, Husband will be with the people he loves. The old friends from California, his family from all over the US and his newest friends who live right here in CO. He is such a kind, gentle soul and I thank my lucky stars every day. Somehow, we found each other in the midst of this crazy world.

True, he's really going to be 50 going-on 8 years old. But that's part of the reason why I fell in love with him.