Yesterday was my husband's birthday. We played hooky and went to the beach, his favorite place. It was a most wonderful day. Though I don't think the weather was much to his liking, it was most definitely to mine - cool and misty with fog hanging in the trees and an occasional ray of sunshine. We took a long slow walk down the beach and reveled in the time together. We're heading to Canada next week for one of the only trips away we've taken together as a family for more than just a day or two over a weekend, and I can't wait. But I'm always thankful for days like this, and especially thankful for every birthday I get to spend with this man.