Today George has the distinguished honor of turning 34. It has taken us days and many calculations to decide exactly how old we both are at this point. I think we stopped counting in the 90's. So take this opportunity to wish him well in the comments section.
At the moment, George is chasing Owen around the house with a remote control car, yelling "I'm going to get your little butts!" as Owen squeals. Pure delight. Hope your day is as happy!
Posted by Kaz at January 13, 2008 4:56 PMHAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
you old fart... are your joints hurting yet?
Posted by: Gretchen at January 13, 2008 5:45 PMHappy Birthday, Old Man.
Remember being young? Man did that suck.
Old, you're not old. Just remember how old grandma Weida was or hold old Vincent was. When you get to that age, then you are old.
Posted by: at January 15, 2008 8:16 AMHappy Birthday George! Hope you enjoyed your day :)
Posted by: Agategoddess at January 15, 2008 2:26 PMHappy Birthday bro!
Posted by: Pete at January 16, 2008 10:04 AMHappy Birthday! I forgot to call, been busy. I'll check you later!
Posted by: Rob at January 16, 2008 9:35 PM