Michelangelo Buonarroti and Mrs. J. do have quite a few things in common.
Both were born in the past millennium, both March 6th.
But there's a difference:
Today was quite certainly not Mrs. J's 533rd anniversary.
Which is why there was the same procedure as every year when opening our eyes this morning.
Said I: You're looking younger than ever.
She, smiling: 'Ah, you are so charming.'
And I'd breathe a little sigh of relief
when she didn't add '... Michelangelo'.
The Peace of the Night! :)
Well I was totally confused until I realized you meant born in a past millennium. Now it makes sense.
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday to Mrs J and you are a prince, Sean.
Now you see me puzzled, jmb. :)
ReplyDeleteI thought 'the' past millenium lasted from 1001 - 2000, thus ten centuries.
Why would 'the' be confusing and 'a' make sense?
Mrs J. asks me to forward her thanks and kind regards, and I ... well, I am smiling. Have a lovely weekend.
Having a senior moment there Sean. Making an assumption without actually reading too closely. Thanks for sorting me out. Crawling back under my rock in embarrassment.
ReplyDeleteBelated birthday wishes to Mrs. J.
ReplyDelete:)
Happy birthday, Mrs J!
ReplyDeleteA belated happy birthday to your dear lady wife Sean.
ReplyDeleteGive her my best wishes, Michelangelo.
ReplyDeletejmb,
ReplyDeleteso both we got a bit puzzled. :)
Ardent, Welsh, Jams,
Mrs J's pleased and sends her regards.
James,
said I: Guess who'd ask Michelangelo to give you his best wishes?
Said she: James.
:)