My husband, Jeff's birthday was on the 12th.

(I still feel a little wierd about calling him my husband, although not as wierd as I feel about being called a wife. It reminds me a of how when we first started getting to know each other that we would call it "hanging out" before we'd admit that we were dating.)

Today we are going to celebrate Jeff's birthday by eating at Ohana's Steakhouse. Where preparation for eating is as much fun as the eating. Jeff and I went to Ohana's for his birthday once before. And this is how it turned out:
We'll make sure to get another picture this time.

1 comment:

  1. Happy birthday to Jeff!

    And one time Steve called me his "partner." I'm not sure if he thought we were cops or gay lovers.