In an hour and a half, my delightful, dreamy, dapper, dashing, darling, and debonair dear husband will celebrate his 31st birthday. You may recall that I've sung his praises on birthdays past. Since I hope he already knows that I think he's fabulous, I'll spare both him and you the repetitive accolades. (After all, with Jason away for a few more days, I don't want any stealthy young ladies to get jealous and snatch him away!)
Instead, I'll simply provide an opportunity for any interested readers to wish Jason many happy returns of the day. (How's that shameless begging for comments? Blush, blush.)
Happy long-distance birthday, love!