Gabriel’s 18th Birthday

Our #4 son, Gubs, turns eighteen today. It’s a beautiful day, and we were all up early for presents, cupcakes and freshly baked cookies to start the celebrations. The birthday boy was delighted with his gifts—a Claddagh ring, a Norse-themed Zippo lighter, and money to pay for his first tattoo. Auntie Tara popped in to wish him well and brought bottles of Dior Sauvage for optimal smelliness in the days ahead. Gubs is heading out with friends this afternoon, and I suspect there may be an early hours Dad’s taxi run in my near future. In Raff’s fine dining establishment this evening: Simple Naan-Topped Rogan Josh Pie.