The Hub is 49 today. As he is no longer two years younger than me (which he is for ten days every year, and you can bet he makes the most of it…), he is no longer my Toy Boy (you can’t have it both ways, Hub).
As it’s his birthday, I intend to spoil him: I will refrain from snarky comments; and give him the biggest portion of dinner.
Happy birthday, my darling.
Here’s what you have to look forward to: