Hijacked

      Stealing the blog today – a wife’s prerogative.  Today is a momentous day for Philip, celebrating a Big Birthday (I’m not there yet so I can say that. . . )  Philip, dear husband and father, is 65 years old today.  Not sick, not feeble-minded, capable of being the chief cook,  caretaker to glorious Adam, handyman extraordinaire, adoring and attentive father to our princess bride and her new husband, Chief Financial Officer for all family finances, and my best friend.  Given the last fourteen years of our life these strengths are quite impressive.  And, he has all intentions to keep on keeping on (please listen to this Universe).  I will light a white candle to fortify this intention today!  He will be fussed over today – presents, cake, little to no chores (except when I need his help with Adam) and take-out meals throughout the day (since everyone knows – thanks to Philip- that I do not cook).  Our daughter and son-in-law visited  this week-end, bringing gifts and joining us for dinner at our favorite local restaurant.     Philip always manages to celebrate his birthdays for days, even though he protests that they are not important events to him.  He lies. 

      So, without further ado,  Happy Birthday Philip.  You are loved and cherished!