I would like to wish my sweet husband a very happy 138th birthday, sort of. In cake math its 48. HT's ran out of 4's so I figured a 1 and a 3 would suffice and he could do math anyway and you know that's just how it worked out. Kris suggested getting a "+" and an "=" candle but I didn't see any. Audrey, I never ventured to calculate how old that would make his mom because cake math is different. So don't even worry.
On a more serious, and less mathematical note, I would like to express my deepest most heartfelt thanks to you honey for taking such good care of me, especially lately. You are always supportive- I think you read more food labels than I do just to make sure I don't eat anything but meat and rice- and never complaining. Even I am complaining about eating meat and rice, and salt. Okay, maybe I don't complain about salt. You are a true source of strength for me, always by my side. Which is where I want you, the perfect spot. I love you and I would never trade our lives for anything. Even ketchup.
Happy Birthday, I hope its the best year ever.
Laura
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