Yesterday was Lee's 38th birthday. I wanted it to be special for him so I woke up early to be the first person to wish him a Happy B-Day. Not wanting to be awoken by my alert, I used my internal clock. As most of you know, that is not the way to go. I found myself up at midnight, 2 AM and then finally 5:15 where I picked up the phone to call him. He should have been out of the shower, but I got his answering machine. So sing the happy birthday song, why don't you.
Shortly after hanging up, there was my honey calling me back. I told him how I longed to give him a hug and a kiss, but I knew that would have to wait for later. After work, I picked him up and met up with Paul at this cool place in mid-town called Saint Andrews. This place has 4 pages of just Scotch on the menu.
We found Paul already sipping some Scotch. I knew if I took my dad he'd be in heaven. I just have to remember where it is. Lee and I were both tired, had 1 beer, and shared a pizza before we both looked at each other and head home.
We have plans to go to an Ethiopian restaurant for lunch and the opera. It will be nice to have some alone time.
Happy Birthday weekend to Lee!
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