Nekos is 31 today. Not too shabby that he gets to be in Barcelona for his birthday, huh? If he were the one writing this blog I'm pretty sure that he'd tell you that he's kind of bummed about not having a big blowout birthday party instead. Seriously. This man loves to have some party people in the house. Luckily, he likes to sightsee with his old lady, too. And I promise to get some Spanish waiter to pluck a Spanish guitar and sing him a Spanish happy birthday so he feels the love. Cheers to the guy who makes me pee my pants laughing on a regular basis. (I know. I need to Kegel.) You are the life of my party. Happy birthday! I love you.
