IT'S DOM DAY!
how important is that? it's important enough that i spelled it all in capitals. WHICH I NEVER DO.
dom day is, of course, the day that my unbelievably patient other half, was born. and yes, it falls on friday the 13th. in fact, he was born on a friday the 13th. and he ended up with me, so that probably answers the question about luck one way or the other.
so here are a few things you might not know about dom...
he has more cool, obscure film t-shirts than any person ever. also probably more than any movie studio. several of them were custom made for him.
his head is perfectly shaped. seriously. the first time he shaved his head, i was all like "you should be a skull model or something!" i'm still working on that whole finding a gig for a skull model thing.
he's really fond of taking baths. he finds it super-relaxing and soothing when he's had a rough day, or when the weather is miserable, or when he's aching, or pretty much any time.
|it didn't work out so well|
he is surprisingly conscious about his appearance. not in a vain, preening way, but he likes to take care of himself, thinks about what he wears and is familiar with how to use a mirror [which, given what i see on the metro everyday, is not common knowledge].
he's a great dad to all our furbabies, but he and simon have a particular bond. simon goes berserk if dom is anywhere near him and needs to be the centre of his attention at all times.
happy birthday, baby!!!