Happy Birthday, Josh!
Greetings on your natal day, a day the heavens were so enthralled by your arrival that the day stopped lengthening. The sun, in its annual cycle, paused to regard your fair visage, then moved on diminished. Or was it just a happy coincidence that you were born on the longest day of the year? In any case, you should have many hours of sunlight to party and carry on. What, you have to work all day? Damn, it is a drag getting old! OK. After work, after fighting traffic all the way home, after cleaning the house, after making dinner (surely with a little help on these last two), after getting Miss Sophie to bed, then you have a big party and whoop it up until late in the night, eh? If that doesn't work, at least know we love you and wish you a happy birthday.
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