Monday, September 03, 2007

Today is Quinn's 30th birthday. Last night we had our community group over and everybody brought black balloons and we all sang happy birthday when they came in. Funny. Too bad we had a little tiff about buying a box of tampons 10 minutes beforehand. Cause I was being snooty to him and a little female doggish (THE reason we were fighting about the tampons). Anyway, we had a great time and I adore our community group. We all just chatted, ate (the best ham ever), and the kids swam. Good times.

So he's 30 now. And he's married to me (for better or worse). And we've been married for eight years. And we've got three boys. Wow. Thanks babe. I love you more than chocolate. (really)


HEWY said...

The second you blow out the candles on your 30th bday then everything starts to hurt and your first gray hair will appear.

Mitt said...

Of all the fun that we had over the weekend and the only funny story we get is the 'tampon-story'? Come on Aunt Kimmie.