Alles gute zum Geburtstag, honey!

Happy Birthday to my 28 year old husband!  I am trying to tell him 28 is not old.  People aren't supposed to care until after 30, right?  Besides I don't think we're too far off from Stardate: 41309.5 where he will just be able to use the same anti-aging regime as Starfleet Admiral Mark Jameson--in moderation of course.

Don't worry honey, technology will never let you look like this.

We had an awesome celebration in Munich at the Hofbrau Haus to celebrate his birthday.  Every single one of the people from his fellowship came to celebrate with us, which was amazing.  We kept joking that it is like Chuck E. Cheese's for adults who like beer.

Shining like a beacon (ignore the Hard Rock Cafe they sadly put next to it).

The Chuck E. Cheese Oompah Band.

We got there early to save tables and met a couple celebrating their 20th anniversary.  They made us newlyweds take a picture kissing and told us to come back in 20 years.

Always klink from the bottom!  He broke his first glass prosting.

And then was forced to order a big beer that can take birthday cheers without breaking.

One of the three tables into which we managed to squeeze our large group.

With one of our new Hamburg neighbors.

If you can't enjoy beer, you have to have something to enjoy.

The most delicious (and expensive) birthday cake I have tasted.

Soaking up the love and attention.

Yay, I didn't pass out or throw up!