Birthday Banter

So...it's your birthday.

It's kind of a bitter-sweet day for me.

Sweet because, well...it's your birthday. The day God saw fit to bring you into the world. So, to me...that's a pretty damned good reason to celebrate it. Granted, I know you aren't all about birthday celebrations like I am. But you have to know I'm not one to let your day go by without trying to make it special in whatever way I can.

Bitter because, well...because of obvious reasons. I miss you. Yeah. I said it. Not that you don't know it. I mean, you're a detective, there's no way you can't detect that. ;)  And last year I got to spend some of it with you...so...kinda missing that I suppose. Not that I'll ever tell you. I won't. But still. I'll still do what I can so that you know I'm thinking about you today and celebrating it with you in the only way I can.

Banter.

Happy Birthday, BA.

It's Not Me...It's You

It's a little ridiculous, really.  How giddy and school-girlish I get when I know I'm going to get to see you. You would think after all these months, it would have dwindled.  I think it's gotten worse.

Oddly enough...your birthday is coming up and I'm actually looking forward to spending hours in the kitchen to cook something for you because I think you'll love it.  Something must be wrong with me. :)

Or not.  Maybe it's not me...maybe it's just you. :)