It would behoove me not to publicly wish the lovely A, my bride of 14 years a happy birthday. But I'm a day late. Not that I forgot; no of course not. I was busy pampering her, allowing her to relax, being a good husband. Besides, public accolades can be embarrassing. She is a humble woman. A Lady.
Today in contrast, is the 57th birthday of Le Blaireau. My adolescent hero and one of the toughest Mo-Fo's to ever pedal a bike. So I wish them both a happy birthday as well as satisfying and enjoyable years to come. Despite their differences, I admire both for their strength, determination and resiliency. And my guess is that A is a much better kisser.
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