Don't ask me what Brady's mustache is doing; he is growing it out until the St. Pierre/Penn fight on Saturday. Who knows why. Boys will be boys, I guess.
Today is Brady's birthday, he is finally the same age as me...24. I guess I can't say that I'm more mature and much wiser than him anymore, dang it! As a kid, birthdays were the best, but as an adult, it's just like any other day (for the most part); you get up, go to work, come home and do something fun in the evening, but it's been really nice. Brady's been sick lately and he's finally starting to feel like himself again, so it's been fun to have my "Brady" back. He got a nice watch that he's been wanting, some BJ Penn shorts and a couple of shirts. After he opened his presents, we went and ate at Texas Roadhouse, one of his favs. It's been a good day.
I look foward to spending many more birthdays with this amazing man who I am lucky enough to call my husband. I love you Brady!!!