Rust proof paint is invented. Oregon is organized by Congress. Gustave Whitehead takes the first powered flight. Social Security goes into effect. The last US public execution takes place in Kentucky. Not one, but three blackouts occur in the Northeast. And Pakistan gains independence from Britain.
Oh yeah... and the cutest law-abiding Astorian I know was born. In fact, on my calendar (which was clearly hi-jacked) it reads "My Birthday, Fool."
Yes, indeed. The boyfriend turns 35 today, and while he's not a big birthday kinda fella, I'm certainly glad this Leo was squeezed into the world -- much like Alana's older sister Chick-a-Dee will squeeze her new best friiiiieeeeend out hopefully on next week's episode of "Here Comes Honey Boo Boo" (if you haven't watched this, you must... it's a glorious trainwreck).
Birthday Boy, you make me smile. You make me laugh. You push my buttons. You keep me in check. You're incredibly good to me and even better for me. And I can't wait to use your birthday presents I got you... (do I know how to think things through or what, gentle readers??)
These guys were also born on August 14th (the most famous gambler/gunfighter/dentist and our favorite Christian who went on vacation with us)
(I only put the pic including me to show the muddy mess this birthday boy created... totally worth it and amazing day)