My Birthday Boy

So, my sweet husband is now a 40 year old man.  It's really true.  The sweet 25-year old boy that I met at my aunt and uncle's house through a completely obvious set-up 15 years ago just celebrated a huge milestone.  And, me being the wife I am, could not let it pass without celebration (I'm still 33, remember?)

To say that Bill had been pouting about the big 4-0 for the last few weeks was the understatement of the year.  Do you know how hard it is to hold your tongue when your hubby is being super pout-butt about his birthday and you have been KILLING yourself getting his party together?  Agony.  But ALL worth it agony.

So, to the big surprise.....Bill's lifelong best friend, John, and I cooked up a golf outing for them, along with 2 other life long buddies.  I have to throw this in--my husband has the best friendships.  Like they've been friends for over 30 years and are still as close as they were in high school.  That just doesn't happen in today's world and he knows how blessed he is.  Now, on with the party....

Todd just happened to pick him up for golf that morning....hmmmm...suspicious? :)

Anxiously awaiting his reaction....

"What have you done?"  

Hugging his sweet Mama while his Dad, Bob, grins in the background

I think he loves me just a little ;)  And, yes, that's my signature tongue sticking out smile, 

usually because I can't quit talking long enough for a photo....

Let the festivities begin! Nothing better than food, drink and friends....

Completely Pinterest-inspired "40" photo decoration....

Cornhole, anyone? (That's my sis-in-law, Kim, who was also the photographer.  

What would I do without her?!)

Jeff, Todd, Steve and Bill, winding down....

I must just say that although I was absolutely exhausted, not only from the planning and cleaning aspect of the party, but from the holding in this huge secret, I would do it again in a heartbeat.  Like right this second.  To say I adore this man is like saying you like peanut butter.  He's a part of me.  We have been through thick and thin, and have come out loving one another hard on the other side.  OK, enough with the lovey-dovey gag-a-maggot sweetness.  You get the point.

Hopefully, 40 will be a little easier to swallow now.....