**I want it noted that Porter would not let me post this on his actual birthday! He MADE me wait until now to post!**
Happy 50th Birthday Porter. If you will remember, you tortured me during my 40th birthday telling me “40 is the new 60!!!”, you little shit! The least I could do is post all over the internet that you are 50, even though you are only 40!
I have to share a family story that relates to birthdays. My Dad had a bet with his sisters that he would NOT be married by his 30th birthday…I want to say they each bet him $100, but it may not have been that much, we are talking the 60s here. So the deal was, if Dad married before May 28th, 1966, he owed each of his three sisters $100…if he wasn’t married, each of his three sisters owed him a $100.
In 1966, my Dad was dating my Mom. On my Dad’s 30th birthday, my Mom asked my Dad what he wanted, he said, “You”. So plans were under way for the two of them to elope to Yuma, Arizona. Why Yuma? Well, they didn’t have a mandatory waiting period like CA did. At that time in CA, you had to wait two days from the time the marriage license was issued until you could get married. So Mom and Dad eloped and Dad was still able collect on the bet with his sisters…and trust me, if you knew my Dad, there wasn’t any way he was going to pay off on that bet. Had the folks gotten engaged before that date, Dad would have made Mom wait until after that date to get married!
So, with that story in mind…this morning, on my baby brother’s 40th birthday, he shared that story with his girlfriend, Taya…and asked her to marry him!
That was a call I was very excited to get this morning. I’m so happy Porter has been able to find someone to happily spend the rest of his life with. Taya is such a great lady and I can’t thank her enough for making Porter so happy. That, alone, makes her one of the most wonderful people in the whole world to me.
When Wendy died, I was so afraid Porter was going to wither and die too…that would have been the last thing Wendy would have wanted. I’m sure Wendy was watching this morning and cheering the happy couple on as much as the rest of us are.
Congratulations Porter and Taya…may you have many, many, wornderfully happy years together. I love you both!
Oh! And happy birthday little brother!
