My baby turned 33 yesterday and as we are known to do, we celebrated in style. We took the day off from work, slept in a bit, went out for breakfast, shopped for saws, bought some special screws, took the dogs for a walk, and then bathed the dogs (which entailed some nudity and a ton of dirt). We then came home and feasted on grilled steaks, baked potatoes, and chocolate cupcakes with our favorite friends. I mean, really, what more can you ask for? Maybe a tick burred into your dog's neck? Oh, yes, we got that too.
Happy Birthday, Trevor! I love you!