Happy Birthday David
Today is my beloved’s 29th birthday, and the start of his week-long holiday, his first reasonable length absence from that damnable job. He works too hard and is worked too hard, and his boss even called this morning because no doubt the sky has already fallen in, all the computers’ hard drives have turned to syrup, and somebody’s having a baby in the broom cupboard, and it’s a problematic breach birth. Possibly twins.
tags: bees, birthday, boyfriend, husband
