John has a son, named Ted, who I would like to also lay claim to.  Saturday was his birthday, and I did not tell him Hey Happy Birthday, because, well, I kept thinking this would be written that day.  Well Ted! Happy belated Birthday.

Ted is…a fabulous chef, via his catering company, Chef Ted.  Caterer to the stars! A wonderful father, a fabulous husband, and a superb son.  (don’t think I don’t notice those daily phone calls, m’boy) I am told that he has the same moon at his home as everyone else,  and John tells me that as a boy he did well using the fireplace as a back drop for his singing.  I only know that I love him.

Happy Birthday Ted