The Fridge

Monday was Jeff's birthday. He turned 33 but I'm going to stay 29 this year...for the 4th year in a row.

He's well loved around here and well loved at work. This is no secret. He's blessed to work with some amazing Jesus-loving people who not only put up with adore him, but encourage him in many ways as well.

My man has many nicknames - I call him "Jefe"  (which is 'boss' in Spanish) - and I thought it was hilarious when I found out that a ton of people at work call him that, too. Another nickname they've given him there (from over a year ago when he was almost 50 pounds heavier) is, "The Fridge" because he reminded them of the football player nicknamed that as well.

Anyway, this year for his birthday one of the ladies at his work, Renee, (who has a cake-making business as a side job) made him this:

I couldn't believe how amazing it looked! She even has him holding his favorite coffee cup!

Anyway, Happy Birthday to my amazing husband, Fridge.