Ah, my love. It's your birthday! I hope you're showered with love and presents, and that all your wishes come true—over and over again.
Katja and I toasted you this morning at Clinton Street Bakery, over a plate of huevos rancheros. It wasn't quite as good as Schiller's, but Schiller's doesn't open early enough to have breakfast and still get Kat to work on time! My band toasted you last night at Banjo Jim's—at midnight, as the clock ticked into the official start of your birthday. I sang and played all your favorite songs. Though they asked us to keep the volume down a bit, I sang loud and proud. I know you heard, and danced, and laughed, and sang along.
Loving you today, tomorrow, and ever after,
~Adam
P.S. Thanks for sending the beautiful butterfly to Eric's house at Christmastime. We were all overjoyed—and *very* impressed.
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