
My hubby is 34 today, he came downstairs where he declined my pancakes,what?! He proceeded to tell me, "I saw some gray today, and I didn't even have to look closely". Gray or not, he is still strikingly gorgeous, at least I think so... which reminds me of our song when we first met "carried away", George Strait. What was/is yours, I know you have one, and I wanna hear it?