Happy 29th birthday, Aries28!

Since my lovely wife is not in her office today, maybe I’ll be able to post this and have others provide a few well-wishes before she sees it and gets mad at me for making a public spectacle of her birthday. :slight_smile:

I’m so lucky to have been able to share the last five years of my life with you. You are a truly remarkable woman – drop-dead gorgeous, very witty, smart as a whip, and generous to the nth degree. You have accepted me despite my faults and loved me when I was completely unloveable.

You have been a fantastic mother to our kids, and you’ve gone above and beyond the call to be a great stepmother to my kids. I don’t always know, much less appreciate, all the things you do behind the scenes to make our family function. We would all truly be lost without you.

You have made a huge difference in the lives of the kids you mentor through the reading program. Your willingness to care, and your ability to organize, resulted in dozens of Dopers from across the world coming together to send “their” kids books, souvenirs, small trinkets, and other assorted items. These kids know that someone out there cares about them … and that’s a feeling not all of them had before this year started.

You’re one of the hardest-working people I’ve ever met, and you won’t accept “good enough” in any phase of your life. That’s an outlook I wish I shared more often – too frequently I settle for things.

You have challenged me and made me grow as a person more than I can say. From the first few times we talked, I knew you were a special person, but I had no idea just how special until I got to know you better. I’m always discovering another facet, another level of your personality that humbles me anew and makes me thank God that you’re in my life.

You are more than I ever hoped for out of life, and you have given me more than I could ever hope to return. You are a wonderful partner and an ideal spouse.

I wish I could show you just how much you mean to me. I wish I had the financial wherewithal to shower you with gifts and do all the things we’ve dreamed of doing together.

For now, though, I will have to be content with saying you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me, and that I look forward to sharing many more years together with you.

Happy birthday, Aries28!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARIES!!!

Wow… has she got a sister?

Happy Birthday Aries28. You’ve been far too silent here as of late.

Oh that was so beautiful! I’m all misty here. Y’all are so good to each other.

Happy Happy Birthday, Aries!!

Happy Birthday Aires29!

Sauron, what a wonderful tribute. I’m all verklempt.
Seriously, it was a lovely tribute to a lovely woman.

Happy Birthday again!

Happy Birthday, Book Fairy Wrangler!! I wish I had half your energy!

Hope you have a wunnerful B-day!

Happy birthday, Aries28!

Happy, happy birthday, Aries28.

Didja ever get the comforter?

Happy Birthday Aries28! I hope your day and year and life are filled with hapiness.

Happy Birthday, Aries28! Bright Blessings on this day, for you and your loved ones. :slight_smile:

Happy Birthday!!!

Thanks so much for involving us in all your good work with the book fairy kids.

happy birthday!!

may you have many happy and healthy ones.

Thanks everybody! It was a nice birthday. :slight_smile:

lieu I do have a sister…she is pretty much the exact opposite of me and she is married. :wink:

Thanks again everybody.

So is this like the first annual 29th? My wife is coming up on her 20th 29th birthday. :eek:

A very happy birthday to you, Aries.

I strongly suspect your husband’s well wishes to be a trap of some sort. Possibly unintentional:

*I wuv you so much…say, could you iron my underpants I got a boy scout meeting in five minutes and need to do my hair. *

Wishing you a good day, a good year and a good life.

Should we start calling you Aries29 now?
A very happy belated!

Heh. I’m not that devious. Yet.

Three things wrong with that scenario … no, wait, four:

  1. I do all the ironing at our house.

  2. I don’t iron underpants.

  3. Our Cub Scout troop is not the type of group that would care about ironed underpants. We’re the most wrinkled-underpants type of group you’d ever want to meet.

  4. It takes me longer than five minutes to do my hair.