Today is Turkey Day. A day I look forward to every year. A day when I marvel at the love of my life and her culinary ability. But most importantly a day I always remind myself to give thanks for all of the blessings in my life.
My plan was to finally give that toast at dinner that made the girls cry and realize how lucky they are to have you as a mom. How lucky they are to have witnessed two parents who truly loved and cared for them. How lucky they are to have been able to watch the worlds greatest love story for their entire lives. But I know I would wind up a blubbering idiot and they would laugh at me. So I will wind up with some quick cheesy toast that won't mean as much as I want it to, but I will reach over and squeeze your leg so you know secretly that my toast was meant to be all about you - and us.
My life is so blessed. I mean it wholeheartedly when I say that I want to go to church. It dawned on me about 2 years ago that my life is so charmed that there has to have been some kind of divine intervention watching out for me. That some higher power led me to this life and that I owe something back for all of my good fortunes.
If I look back at my life I know one thing. There is one thing that changed everything for the better. It was the day I met you. That day - and the reason I know June 11 is so important - started my life on a path to being truly happy. Not just smiles and giggles happy, but true happiness. The kind that makes everything that happens to me - good or bad - seem to just have a place in life. The kind of happiness that reminds me that no matter what I encounter I know exactly what to do and where to go to remind myself that everything is going to be just fine.
I am going to completely ramble throughout this post. Becuase no matter how hard I try I can't seem to find the words to tell you how lucky I am that we have each other. Do you have any idea how many times in the past almost 30 years I have reached for that amazingly soft hand of yours just to make me feel better? How many times we have hugged at the exact right time to calm me down? How many times we have kissed and I suddenly felt warm? Its a love story for the ages. A true fairy tale.
I won't even discuss how much we have been through. I won't talk about struggles and pain. I won't mention bad times. You know why? Because they are all insignificant in the grand scheme our of truly happy lives. They were nothing more than minor tests of our love and commitment to each other. Important lessons to remind us that together we could do anything. Reminders that our love will overcome anything put in front of us.
I will remind you of all of the good times we have had together. The amazing laughs. The amazing memories. The countless little things that have made our relationship so special. As we have grown together I have learned that these little things are what makes a truly happy couple. It isn't the big things like fancy trips, fancy cars, fancy houses and major events. It is the sitting on the couch together, it is the holding hands in the car, it is the inside jokes, it is the stories and memories of the day to day stuff that makes us special.
I watched that movie yesterday. "The Family Man". In the movie, there are two lines that I know apply to us. She reminds him that "they already envy us". Do you have any idea how much that applies to us? After almost 30 years, I am constantly amazed at just how many people look at us and are reminded that we do it the right way. That they wish they had what we have. Not our belongings, but our relationship. Something money will never be able to buy. They are jealous that two people love each other so much and are so proud and aware of it that it defines them. That we both know that nothing else in this world matters so long as there is "us".
The other line takes place when he is in the car. He hasn't yet realized that this "glimpse" is one of a perfect life. He is questioning everything and calls their life a "challenge". She turns to him and says, "really? I'd call it a success story". It is exactly what we are my love. A story of success. A success story at so many levels. A story that if anyone other than us told, they would talk about how we came from little and wound up with so much. Yet, I think we would tell it differently. We would tell it as if it has been a success all along. Before we had nice cars, houses, furniture, jewelry, etc. We would tell the story and focus on how happy we have been. How safe we make each other feel. How confident we are that together we can endure anything.
So today on Thanksgiving I am yet again thankful for us. Thankful that somehow, some way we wound up together. That whatever supreme being is up there blessed us both with each other. Thankful that I am so in love that I have moments where I simply can't wait to say it to you. Thankful for your touch. Thankful for your scent. Thankful for your smile. Thankful for your humor. Thankful for your charm. Thankful for the romance. Thankful for the silliness. Thankful for the millions of conversations. Thankful for the adventures. Thankful for the life we have together.
Simply put. I am thankful for you.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
You know something, my love? That line above has been true every time I have typed it.
Thursday, November 23, 2017
Saturday, October 21, 2017
Happy Birthday #48
Dear Beautiful Birthday Bride,
Well, here it is, birthday #48. Seems like only yesterday you were 47. I hope the day turns out as you had planned. It will be quite the eventful 24 hours.
I thought for your birthday I would let you in on a little secret about you. One I have been telling you in bits and pieces for years, but no am going to use your birthday blog to "assemble". After 48 years on this earth, you are officially a complete package. A package of caring, intelligence, charm, laughter, talent, and beauty. A perfect person. The best human I have ever met. And super sexy to boot.
Let's start with the obvious things that "make you who you are".
You are hilarious. There are few people in this world who make someone laugh for 3 decades. Few people who see thins with the humor that you see them. Few people who have the gift of making the obvious things funny and the serious things feel less serious. You can joke, you can be sarcastic, you can be silly and finally, you can just make people feel comfortable around you while they laugh.
You are not just a little smart, you are super smart. I know you make your math jokes and other comments but in the end, few have your intelligence. President of the company? Totally deserved. Where would we be had you not stepped in to rescue us? How do you do it? Your meticulous attention to details, amazing memory and ability to see things before they happen. That my love is what being intelligent is all about. There are so many things in our lives that I hear you say and think "how did she know about that?" then I just simply realize, she is just super smart and just figured it out on her own. The best part about how intelligent you are is how humble you are about smart. It is really very sexy.
Speaking of sexy, well, you truly shine in this area. Have I mentioned how beautiful you are? How after 48 years you are still at your best? How there are times I just look at you and remind myself how lucky I am that you picked me? I'd give details on the sexy part, but this is a public forum (well sort of anyway). You just keep getting better and better. But I will let you in on a little secret. Your kisses are still at the top of your "sexy" list. Lucky me eh?
You couldn't be any more charming that you are my love. Few people have that innate ability to "own the room". Despite your perceived shyness, you can clearly do this. You aren't boisterous, it is just that people are drawn to you. Somehow, they seem to "need" to be around you. To be noticed by you. Your carefree, positive attitude makes people happy. Your charming demeanor makes them feel safe. The trust you when they have no idea why. And you do it with such little fanfare that you don't even notice.
But the thing that is best about you is how caring you are to everyone you love. I don't think that anyone else but me sees this one. It is your greatest asset in life. It is your "superhero" power. That thing that you do that no one else can do. It never lets me or anyone else down. It is a true statement that no one in your path will ever be in pain for long. You won't allow it. You won't allow someone you care about to suffer. Even if it means some huge sacrifice of your own. I googled what a saint is and, frankly, you come close.
I am not in any way being sarcastic about this "superhero" thing. There are so many examples I can't name them all. But in the past year, I can think of so many. It seems that no matter what when you see someone you love in a bad way, you step up and try to do something to help them. Your generosity is unparalleled. Your kindness is unexpected. Your time is always provided. Sometimes the people you care for don't even know you are helping them. You don't' ask for accolades because just making them feel better or feel safe is all you want. This "superhero" power is what truly amazes me about you. It is better than flying, super strength or seeing through buildings. It is a power that makes people happy.
So there you have it. After 48 years you have evolved into a Superhero. The best of all of the superheroes. You sit at the head of the justice league. Now all this world needs is like "3 billion more of you". I am truly lucky that I spend every day with the world greatest superhero. (wait is it my birthday?)
So happy birthday my love. Enjoy the day. Enjoy the life. I know you will. Secretly I won't tell anyone that in your own unselfish way that you made sure everyone had a great time on YOUR birthday. That you somehow took your day and made it a day for all of them too. Only I will know it is just you being a superhero.
Make sure you keep that cape under your Badger shirt.
Happy 48th birthday.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Monday, July 24, 2017
Oooh La La
This was intended to be a "while in Mexico" blog post, but I never really got the chance to whip out my laptop and focus long enough to post.
I was listening to a song on the plane and out of the corner of my eye I caught you smiling. It was that kind of "mildly drunk, super relaxed" smile I love so much. The song has no real reference to us, the lyrics aren't all that representative of us, but the chorus kind of hit me. Couple the moment of your smile with the chorus and voila, a blog entry.
I'll get to the song in a second, but I got to tell you about that smile. You see my love, you have a a beautiful smile, You actually have hundreds of them, but they all sparkle. They all make me feel warm inside. They all kind of turn me on a bit. I can't imagine a life where I wasn't lucky enough to see it a dozen times a day.
I'm not sure you see it that way - which bugs me - but it is there. The picture I took in Mexico that I was so enamored with? Your smile. The picture I stole from you when we were dating? Your smile. None the same exact smile, but your smile all the same.
So why is the song important? Well it's called "ooh la la" by Faces. That old Rod Stewart/Ronnie Wood band from the early 70's. The Grateful Dead did it as well, but of course my version is by the Counting Crows. It is kind of upbeat happy little song (although the lyrics read kind of weird) but the chorus reminds me that I have had a lifetime with you. And that lifetime has taught me so much.
Ooh la la, la la, yeah
I wish that I knew what I know
When I was younger
I wish that I knew what I know now
When I was stronger
Thanks angel. Because of you I am looking many years into the future. Knowing that I will learn a million more things I'll wish I had known now.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
I was listening to a song on the plane and out of the corner of my eye I caught you smiling. It was that kind of "mildly drunk, super relaxed" smile I love so much. The song has no real reference to us, the lyrics aren't all that representative of us, but the chorus kind of hit me. Couple the moment of your smile with the chorus and voila, a blog entry.
I'll get to the song in a second, but I got to tell you about that smile. You see my love, you have a a beautiful smile, You actually have hundreds of them, but they all sparkle. They all make me feel warm inside. They all kind of turn me on a bit. I can't imagine a life where I wasn't lucky enough to see it a dozen times a day.
I'm not sure you see it that way - which bugs me - but it is there. The picture I took in Mexico that I was so enamored with? Your smile. The picture I stole from you when we were dating? Your smile. None the same exact smile, but your smile all the same.
So why is the song important? Well it's called "ooh la la" by Faces. That old Rod Stewart/Ronnie Wood band from the early 70's. The Grateful Dead did it as well, but of course my version is by the Counting Crows. It is kind of upbeat happy little song (although the lyrics read kind of weird) but the chorus reminds me that I have had a lifetime with you. And that lifetime has taught me so much.
Ooh la la, la la, yeah
I wish that I knew what I know
When I was younger
I wish that I knew what I know now
When I was stronger
Thanks angel. Because of you I am looking many years into the future. Knowing that I will learn a million more things I'll wish I had known now.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Saturday, July 8, 2017
About 14 minutes....
So you just left about, oh say, 14 minutes ago. There is no dog and the work I thought would take an hour took about 5 minutes. Which worries me a bit because sometimes this whole work thing seems to easy right now, but oh well. The key is that right now I am utterly alone. Not a bad thing, just not very normal.
So I figured it was time that I put into your blog something that occurred to me recently and I can't seem to get out of my head. It is hopelessly romantic, but a bit weird all the same. Again you have been gone only 14 minutes or so when I dropped everything to type this, so it really means something to me.
Remember when my brother was here and he was telling us about what happened? The whole LMN version of the true story of someone else's life? Burner phones? I swear the thought never crosses my mind. I mean where the fuck do you buy one? I feel so bad for him, but I feel so guilty all the same.
You see my love, I have no freaking clue how to associate with his pains. I am so freaking spoiled by you. I can't imagine not being completely with the right person. I can't fathom not being happy or best friends. I can't imagine not putting all of my efforts in us. I just can't hear what he has to say and feel like he thinks I am being compassionate. Hell maybe that's what he needs. A guy who he thinks will always fall on the side of "fix it" because he has it so good himself and take his side. Got me, but I really felt kind of embarrassed when he was telling us.
Why? Because I know that every day I wake up next to the one person I want to make happy today. Amazingly, she wakes up next to the same guy. How can we make each other happy today? Every day. Like in some scary way this has become a textbook for "how to really enjoy being married." How fucking lucky are we? Our riches of marriage abound.
Still doesn't change the fact that I felt weird the whole time. Like in some way shape or form if I had leaned over to kiss you, it would have made him think I was showing off. Again just a weird thought. I'll find a way to positively communicate with my brother, he needs the helping hand. But, I can't stress enough how awkward the conversations feel.
So I guess the whole point of this blog is to tell you that I don't take what we have for granted. I can't imagine how any other human can be as happy as I am right now. How for almost 30 years, being happy was an after thought. It just happens for me. Because I have you. I am pretty sure you are the same. Even the worst moments of the past 30 years have been fleeting and quickly replaced by moments of "Us".
Thank you baby. I just pray that our girls find the same. Its really pretty great, I must say.
Now focus on your nails. Because now it's been 30 minutes. You won't be back for an hour. Yikes. And its too early for sports on TV. Ugh.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
So I figured it was time that I put into your blog something that occurred to me recently and I can't seem to get out of my head. It is hopelessly romantic, but a bit weird all the same. Again you have been gone only 14 minutes or so when I dropped everything to type this, so it really means something to me.
Remember when my brother was here and he was telling us about what happened? The whole LMN version of the true story of someone else's life? Burner phones? I swear the thought never crosses my mind. I mean where the fuck do you buy one? I feel so bad for him, but I feel so guilty all the same.
You see my love, I have no freaking clue how to associate with his pains. I am so freaking spoiled by you. I can't imagine not being completely with the right person. I can't fathom not being happy or best friends. I can't imagine not putting all of my efforts in us. I just can't hear what he has to say and feel like he thinks I am being compassionate. Hell maybe that's what he needs. A guy who he thinks will always fall on the side of "fix it" because he has it so good himself and take his side. Got me, but I really felt kind of embarrassed when he was telling us.
Why? Because I know that every day I wake up next to the one person I want to make happy today. Amazingly, she wakes up next to the same guy. How can we make each other happy today? Every day. Like in some scary way this has become a textbook for "how to really enjoy being married." How fucking lucky are we? Our riches of marriage abound.
Still doesn't change the fact that I felt weird the whole time. Like in some way shape or form if I had leaned over to kiss you, it would have made him think I was showing off. Again just a weird thought. I'll find a way to positively communicate with my brother, he needs the helping hand. But, I can't stress enough how awkward the conversations feel.
So I guess the whole point of this blog is to tell you that I don't take what we have for granted. I can't imagine how any other human can be as happy as I am right now. How for almost 30 years, being happy was an after thought. It just happens for me. Because I have you. I am pretty sure you are the same. Even the worst moments of the past 30 years have been fleeting and quickly replaced by moments of "Us".
Thank you baby. I just pray that our girls find the same. Its really pretty great, I must say.
Now focus on your nails. Because now it's been 30 minutes. You won't be back for an hour. Yikes. And its too early for sports on TV. Ugh.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Sunday, May 14, 2017
Happy Mothers Day
Today is the day. The day we set aside once a year to celebrate juts how fantastic a mother you are and how important you are to our family. Yep, one day a year. Once a year.
Who am I kidding? We do that every day. A mother like you requires more than a single calendar notification to be celebrated. You really need the whole year. Maybe we can do a reverse Alice in Wonderland thing and ignore today and celebrate the other 364 days? It is a reasonable thought.
A single day doesn't account for the many things you do to make us all happy. It isn't long enough to acknowledge all the little things you do to that we don't even know you do for us. It can't even come close to covering how loved you make us all feel.
I don't think the "whole being a mother" gets the credit it deserves. Being a parent is a very different role than being a mother. Being a parent comes with some obligation. Some requirements. It is a responsibility that comes from having children. It is likely how most fathers approach parenthood. It is likely why fathers day is less important than mothers day.
Being a mother is much different. It is more encompassing. It goes beyond parenting.
Being a mother involves coordinating an entire family. Making sure things work. Making us all feel loved. Making sure that each member of a family has its place. Each member feels important. Each member is made to feel special when needed (or even when not needed). It is the role of leader, care-taker, coordinator, doctor/nurse, counselor, communicator, friend, lover, savior, protector and shoulder when needed.
It simply must be the hardest thing in the world. Yet, you do it so flawlessly. Like you were meant to do so.
I need to preface this with the fact that I know the dog isn't your child. However, you did something last week that reminded me how amazing you are at this whole mother thing. Rylle's bunny was under my desk. Had been all day. I put the dog in her crate 5 times without walking the 50 feet to get it for her. It isn't like she really needs it right? Yet the ONE time you put her in there you remembered to find it. And you didn't even know where it was. A simple gesture. A random act of kindness. Yet a small reminder of the amazing things you do for everyone or anything in this family.
I can't imagine how many little things we have taken for granted that you have done. How many times I went to get the toothpaste and found a new tube, or reached into my drawer for something just expecting it was there like some magic takes place when I am not here.
You are and always will be the most amazing mother on this planet. Hell, you are just the most amazing person on this planet. I can't even begin to tell you ow lucky we are.
Happy Mother's Day my love. We will continue the celebration tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day. Because you deserve it.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Who am I kidding? We do that every day. A mother like you requires more than a single calendar notification to be celebrated. You really need the whole year. Maybe we can do a reverse Alice in Wonderland thing and ignore today and celebrate the other 364 days? It is a reasonable thought.
A single day doesn't account for the many things you do to make us all happy. It isn't long enough to acknowledge all the little things you do to that we don't even know you do for us. It can't even come close to covering how loved you make us all feel.
I don't think the "whole being a mother" gets the credit it deserves. Being a parent is a very different role than being a mother. Being a parent comes with some obligation. Some requirements. It is a responsibility that comes from having children. It is likely how most fathers approach parenthood. It is likely why fathers day is less important than mothers day.
Being a mother is much different. It is more encompassing. It goes beyond parenting.
Being a mother involves coordinating an entire family. Making sure things work. Making us all feel loved. Making sure that each member of a family has its place. Each member feels important. Each member is made to feel special when needed (or even when not needed). It is the role of leader, care-taker, coordinator, doctor/nurse, counselor, communicator, friend, lover, savior, protector and shoulder when needed.
It simply must be the hardest thing in the world. Yet, you do it so flawlessly. Like you were meant to do so.
I need to preface this with the fact that I know the dog isn't your child. However, you did something last week that reminded me how amazing you are at this whole mother thing. Rylle's bunny was under my desk. Had been all day. I put the dog in her crate 5 times without walking the 50 feet to get it for her. It isn't like she really needs it right? Yet the ONE time you put her in there you remembered to find it. And you didn't even know where it was. A simple gesture. A random act of kindness. Yet a small reminder of the amazing things you do for everyone or anything in this family.
I can't imagine how many little things we have taken for granted that you have done. How many times I went to get the toothpaste and found a new tube, or reached into my drawer for something just expecting it was there like some magic takes place when I am not here.
You are and always will be the most amazing mother on this planet. Hell, you are just the most amazing person on this planet. I can't even begin to tell you ow lucky we are.
Happy Mother's Day my love. We will continue the celebration tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day. Because you deserve it.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Saturday, March 25, 2017
Anniversary Present 2017. 10 Reasons. The HAPPY Anniversary Reason Number 1.
The last entry could really just be a one word post. And honestly I thought about doing it that way, but felt like you deserved more. So here goes.
Today we celebrate 28 years of marriage to each other. 28 years my love. Curse those who gave us 2 months. Curse those who thought we were too young. Curse those who didn't really think we were serious. They were all wrong.
I now know the key to a good marriage. I figured it out. I have secured the book rights. My Oprah tour starts next week. There will finally be a manual for a good marriage.
It is a one word simple answer. You need that "one" thing (insert scene from "City Slickers" here) that reminds you all the time that anything will pass and that this is worth every ounce of your effort.
You need your spouse to provide you with that one consistent feeling that keeps you going in rough times, highlights your good times and makes you look forward to your next times.
You need this thing from the other person that eases your pain, that illuminates your day and makes you sleep soundly at night.
It is so simple. So not complex. Yet it is so easy to forget sometimes.
The thing that makes our marriage successful is apparently no longer "fashionable". In fact it appears that not having this one thing has become an excuse for many people to behave in ways they shouldn't. Yet somehow they miss how simple it is to achieve. You find the right person, invest your life in them and soon everything is just fine.
So reason number one on my list is a one word feeling you give to me all the time.
My love you make me "happy".
Read it again. Now say it in your in head thinking about something funny. It fits right?
Read it again. Now say it in your in head thinking about something that makes you feel safe. It still fits.
Read it again. Now say it in your in head thinking about something sexy. Still works.
Now read it again and think about something difficult or sad. Then think to yourself that "happy" is just around the corner because we are together.
My whole life - especially given that way more than half of it has been with you - has been a happy time. We have had so much to be grateful for. So much we have accomplished. So much we have endured. Time flies by us and one thing remains. We make each other happy.
I really tried to pinpoint the few things about us that makes us so happy. Money doesn't buy happiness - we were happy when we were broke. Sex doesn't make you happy (it sure helps though). Joking and goofing around help you stay happy, but don't make you happy. Security doesn't make you happy alone. So what does make us so happy together? I think I figured it out.
We are so happy because we never have to think about being happy. We just are happy. It is just a part of who we are together.
So even though the word "happy" seems like s cheesy word (that damn birthday song). Or a "simple" approach to life. It is the cornerstone of our marriage. Being happy is what makes us so in love. Being happy makes tomorrow more exciting than today. Being happy makes us think about the future and enjoy the past.
After 28 years together I am still so happy with you in my life. When I look into your beautiful eyes I always see happiness. What could be better than that?
I hope you enjoyed your 10 day anniversary present. HAPPY Anniversary my love. 22 more years until number 50.
Thanks to you I am the "happiest" man on this planet.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Today we celebrate 28 years of marriage to each other. 28 years my love. Curse those who gave us 2 months. Curse those who thought we were too young. Curse those who didn't really think we were serious. They were all wrong.
I now know the key to a good marriage. I figured it out. I have secured the book rights. My Oprah tour starts next week. There will finally be a manual for a good marriage.
It is a one word simple answer. You need that "one" thing (insert scene from "City Slickers" here) that reminds you all the time that anything will pass and that this is worth every ounce of your effort.
You need your spouse to provide you with that one consistent feeling that keeps you going in rough times, highlights your good times and makes you look forward to your next times.
You need this thing from the other person that eases your pain, that illuminates your day and makes you sleep soundly at night.
It is so simple. So not complex. Yet it is so easy to forget sometimes.
The thing that makes our marriage successful is apparently no longer "fashionable". In fact it appears that not having this one thing has become an excuse for many people to behave in ways they shouldn't. Yet somehow they miss how simple it is to achieve. You find the right person, invest your life in them and soon everything is just fine.
So reason number one on my list is a one word feeling you give to me all the time.
My love you make me "happy".
Read it again. Now say it in your in head thinking about something funny. It fits right?
Read it again. Now say it in your in head thinking about something that makes you feel safe. It still fits.
Read it again. Now say it in your in head thinking about something sexy. Still works.
Now read it again and think about something difficult or sad. Then think to yourself that "happy" is just around the corner because we are together.
My whole life - especially given that way more than half of it has been with you - has been a happy time. We have had so much to be grateful for. So much we have accomplished. So much we have endured. Time flies by us and one thing remains. We make each other happy.
I really tried to pinpoint the few things about us that makes us so happy. Money doesn't buy happiness - we were happy when we were broke. Sex doesn't make you happy (it sure helps though). Joking and goofing around help you stay happy, but don't make you happy. Security doesn't make you happy alone. So what does make us so happy together? I think I figured it out.
We are so happy because we never have to think about being happy. We just are happy. It is just a part of who we are together.
So even though the word "happy" seems like s cheesy word (that damn birthday song). Or a "simple" approach to life. It is the cornerstone of our marriage. Being happy is what makes us so in love. Being happy makes tomorrow more exciting than today. Being happy makes us think about the future and enjoy the past.
After 28 years together I am still so happy with you in my life. When I look into your beautiful eyes I always see happiness. What could be better than that?
I hope you enjoyed your 10 day anniversary present. HAPPY Anniversary my love. 22 more years until number 50.
Thanks to you I am the "happiest" man on this planet.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Thursday, March 23, 2017
Anniversary Present 2017. 10 Reasons. Reason Number 2.
I debated between what was number one and what was number 2. In fact I spent a good portion of this morning trying to decide. In the end number one seemed obvious so the other fell into spot number 2.
I googled things like "the most important thing in good relationships" or "things all strong relationships have in common". Most of the answers were things like trust, respect, listening and sex (yes it is there pretty regularly). All I could think is that those things are so obvious. So "normal". We aren't normal. In fact, we are so far from normal it is wonderful.
In the movie "Family Man" there is a near perfect quote. Jack says to Kate "Don't you want to be the kind of couple are friends are jealous of?" He is referring to them being financially successful. Her response was calmly "Jack we already are." My love I know we are that couple. I think over the years we have even lost friends and family over our happiness. People are jealous. They should be.
But I don't think our success falls into any of those lists I found. I think i is because of one primary reason. It is the reason people love you. It is the reason I love you. We are fun. You are fun.
Reason Number 2 - We are Fun together.
It seems to me that having fun for the past 28 years is the biggest reason why we succeed. Many of the lists have "Spending time together" on them. Duh? Why would I wan to spend time with anyone else? Who else would be so much fun? Who else would make me laugh like you do? Who else would make me think like you do? We have had so much fun over the years I can't imagine what life would have been with anyone else.
Our fun spans so many areas. So many different things we do to enjoy our time together. So many ways to make the other one smile. It is why I race home to be with you. Why I miss you so much when you are gone. When you are around I know I am going to be smiling and enjoying myself.
It seems like such a simple thing to do. Enjoy having a good time with the person you love. Yet so many can't pull it off. So many other spouses need their "guys night out" or girls night out". Not us. I can remember that time your friends all came to the city. Within a few hours you were calling me to join you at the piano bar. Why? Not because you were bored, but because you'd rather have had that good time with me. I am exactly the same way.
We have had fun so many different ways.
Remember all the fun games we used to play when we were broke? I think coloring on each other was just the tip of the iceberg. We thumb wrestled, we played that silly rhyming game and we even had some weird form of leg wrestling (with our clothes ON no less!).
We had fun with friends. No matter how lame Lisa and Eric turned out to be in the long run we had fun with them. 4th of July parties, game nights, outing with the kids. Always found ourselves making some kind of memory. Some of the best we have.
You know why your lame-ass sister quit inviting us to her parties right? Because by the end of every party her friends were gathered around you for the fun. Cartwheels anyone? Twister? Didn't we do something to someone's bathroom once? Those Butler folks never saw us coming, but they so wanted to be us.
Starck Club much? Wow were those crazy fun times? Who else walks to the back of the bar and catches their wife having a "whose butt is better" contest with a Vegas Disco band leader? And winning I might add. I can hear "Brass Monkey" playing now. So you must be in the bathroom.
Pool parties? Pool fun? Margarita machines? Wow - the drunk people we let drive home. Older and wiser us would never allow that to happen.
Milwaukee was a blast. We made going to Brewer games a day long event. Trips to Cascade. Kickball games.
Then the past 5 years in Chicago on our "retirement/vacation". So much fun we have had to slow it down.
But our fun isn't just the drinking and partying. It can be just being together. Just laughing with one another. Playing cards. Playing Jenga. Singing our lungs out. Watching sports. Seriously who has a wife who is such a big sports fan? And not the casual kind - areal sports fan!
Anything to just be together. Anything to make the other smile.
So take all of those other lists and throw them out the door. My wife has made the past 28 years the most fun I have ever had. All the while we raised two kids, built a business, built a life and grew up. Grew up together I might add.
I am the luckiest man in the world.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 2 days to go.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
I googled things like "the most important thing in good relationships" or "things all strong relationships have in common". Most of the answers were things like trust, respect, listening and sex (yes it is there pretty regularly). All I could think is that those things are so obvious. So "normal". We aren't normal. In fact, we are so far from normal it is wonderful.
In the movie "Family Man" there is a near perfect quote. Jack says to Kate "Don't you want to be the kind of couple are friends are jealous of?" He is referring to them being financially successful. Her response was calmly "Jack we already are." My love I know we are that couple. I think over the years we have even lost friends and family over our happiness. People are jealous. They should be.
But I don't think our success falls into any of those lists I found. I think i is because of one primary reason. It is the reason people love you. It is the reason I love you. We are fun. You are fun.
Reason Number 2 - We are Fun together.
It seems to me that having fun for the past 28 years is the biggest reason why we succeed. Many of the lists have "Spending time together" on them. Duh? Why would I wan to spend time with anyone else? Who else would be so much fun? Who else would make me laugh like you do? Who else would make me think like you do? We have had so much fun over the years I can't imagine what life would have been with anyone else.
Our fun spans so many areas. So many different things we do to enjoy our time together. So many ways to make the other one smile. It is why I race home to be with you. Why I miss you so much when you are gone. When you are around I know I am going to be smiling and enjoying myself.
It seems like such a simple thing to do. Enjoy having a good time with the person you love. Yet so many can't pull it off. So many other spouses need their "guys night out" or girls night out". Not us. I can remember that time your friends all came to the city. Within a few hours you were calling me to join you at the piano bar. Why? Not because you were bored, but because you'd rather have had that good time with me. I am exactly the same way.
We have had fun so many different ways.
Remember all the fun games we used to play when we were broke? I think coloring on each other was just the tip of the iceberg. We thumb wrestled, we played that silly rhyming game and we even had some weird form of leg wrestling (with our clothes ON no less!).
We had fun with friends. No matter how lame Lisa and Eric turned out to be in the long run we had fun with them. 4th of July parties, game nights, outing with the kids. Always found ourselves making some kind of memory. Some of the best we have.
You know why your lame-ass sister quit inviting us to her parties right? Because by the end of every party her friends were gathered around you for the fun. Cartwheels anyone? Twister? Didn't we do something to someone's bathroom once? Those Butler folks never saw us coming, but they so wanted to be us.
Starck Club much? Wow were those crazy fun times? Who else walks to the back of the bar and catches their wife having a "whose butt is better" contest with a Vegas Disco band leader? And winning I might add. I can hear "Brass Monkey" playing now. So you must be in the bathroom.
Pool parties? Pool fun? Margarita machines? Wow - the drunk people we let drive home. Older and wiser us would never allow that to happen.
Milwaukee was a blast. We made going to Brewer games a day long event. Trips to Cascade. Kickball games.
Then the past 5 years in Chicago on our "retirement/vacation". So much fun we have had to slow it down.
But our fun isn't just the drinking and partying. It can be just being together. Just laughing with one another. Playing cards. Playing Jenga. Singing our lungs out. Watching sports. Seriously who has a wife who is such a big sports fan? And not the casual kind - areal sports fan!
Anything to just be together. Anything to make the other smile.
So take all of those other lists and throw them out the door. My wife has made the past 28 years the most fun I have ever had. All the while we raised two kids, built a business, built a life and grew up. Grew up together I might add.
I am the luckiest man in the world.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 2 days to go.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Wednesday, March 22, 2017
Anniversary Present 2017. 10 Reasons. Reasons 3.
In every relationship there are "little things" that become part of your "relationship DNA". The kind of things that you do regularly, keeping doing and then realize that if they don't happen there is some kind of void.
Now let it be know that these little things come in all shapes and forms. Some are actually big things and some are so inconsequential you hardly know they are being done. In almost 3 decades together we have had many "little things" come and go. That is what happens over a near lifetime together.
"Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you will look back and realize they were the big things" - Robert Brault. I think he summed it up my love.
So Reason Number 3 is - the "little things".
I am not 100% sure to do this, some are just a list and some need brief explanations. So this will be the "random approach" to your blog. Here goes:
* Thumb wrestling - I mean what better way to start a marriage than with some fine thumb tumbling in front of a judge?
* Holding hands in the car
* You reaching over and running your fingers through the hair at the top of my neck while we drive
* The kiss on your shoulder in the morning when first get out of bed
* The never ending need to be touching somehow while we sit on the couch and watch TV
* That "place" on my face you touch so often, like no one ever noticed that place before
* "Goodbye sweetie, I love you" every morning - even when we are mad at each other
* Phone calls and routines pre-flight
* Writing "I love you" with your fingers on each others arms
* Being the back-up singer - even if I play lead guitar
* Keeping score in a book
* Rhyming games
* Smiles - just when you need them most
* Days when you know I won't want to turn down the bed with all those pillows
* Saying "I love you" more than any couple in history - and meaning it every time
* That white "robe" thing you wear when you get dressed
* Our shows
* Movie quotes
* Memorable movies
* Blackhawk games and both being big fans
* Red Badger underwear
* Your endless little jokes - consistently funny and always expected
I know there are more. Many more. But you get the point. We have so much more than a relationship together. We have a life together. A loving and amazing life. One I wouldn't trade a day of for anything. So every day has become a "little thing". A perfect reminder that we will always be together. Happier tomorrow than we were today. Because that is how we roll.
We have DNA together my love. Woven into a perfect marriage. Into perfect love.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 3 days to go.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Now let it be know that these little things come in all shapes and forms. Some are actually big things and some are so inconsequential you hardly know they are being done. In almost 3 decades together we have had many "little things" come and go. That is what happens over a near lifetime together.
"Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you will look back and realize they were the big things" - Robert Brault. I think he summed it up my love.
I am not 100% sure to do this, some are just a list and some need brief explanations. So this will be the "random approach" to your blog. Here goes:
* Thumb wrestling - I mean what better way to start a marriage than with some fine thumb tumbling in front of a judge?
* Holding hands in the car
* You reaching over and running your fingers through the hair at the top of my neck while we drive
* The kiss on your shoulder in the morning when first get out of bed
* The never ending need to be touching somehow while we sit on the couch and watch TV
* That "place" on my face you touch so often, like no one ever noticed that place before
* "Goodbye sweetie, I love you" every morning - even when we are mad at each other
* Phone calls and routines pre-flight
* Writing "I love you" with your fingers on each others arms
* Being the back-up singer - even if I play lead guitar
* Keeping score in a book
* Rhyming games
* Smiles - just when you need them most
* Days when you know I won't want to turn down the bed with all those pillows
* Saying "I love you" more than any couple in history - and meaning it every time
* That white "robe" thing you wear when you get dressed
* Our shows
* Movie quotes
* Memorable movies
* Blackhawk games and both being big fans
* Red Badger underwear
* Your endless little jokes - consistently funny and always expected
I know there are more. Many more. But you get the point. We have so much more than a relationship together. We have a life together. A loving and amazing life. One I wouldn't trade a day of for anything. So every day has become a "little thing". A perfect reminder that we will always be together. Happier tomorrow than we were today. Because that is how we roll.
We have DNA together my love. Woven into a perfect marriage. Into perfect love.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 3 days to go.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
Anniversary Present 2017. 10 Reasons. Reason 4.
So for the final time I am re-iterating that that song (and I honestly cannot remember the title) by Simple Minds has no meaning in my life. I, in fact, had not ever heard it prior to Sunday.
The reason I know this to be true is that my assignment of music to our relationship is not something you share with anyone else. It had never happened before you. While I may have had songs that reminded me of points in my life, no other person in my life ever warranted enough of my attention to have songs that I associated with them at a personal level. Were there songs that I associated with other people? Yes. But none for any reason other than a calendar. As in they may have liked a song or something. No meaning beyond that.
This is a association/memory I leave only to you. Prior to you the meaning of lyrics meant very little to me. Seriously, I was a "Big Country" fan for gods sake. I challenge you to find a song from them with any kind of deep meaning. I knew lyrics back then and found many of them clever, but for no reason other than I found them clever. I have one song prior to you that I associate with a person(s) and that is for pure hatred reasons. Get me drunk and ask me about "Landfall" someday. I may give you an earful.
So it is you my love who owns all of my lyrical genius and memories. You may note that today's blog is a bit late in posting. The reason is that I made an attempt (a failed one as I was interrupted a dozen times) to count all the song references in this blog. I lost count at 93. I think there may be north of 150. All of which I know I found at least one line/lyric that made me think of you.
So I asked myself, why do so many songs remind me of you. The answer is simple. I have never had someone who is on my mind so continually in my life. So pretty much any nifty lyric I hear I am able to associate with the person I am currently thinking about. Guess who that is my love? You. Like 24-7. Amazes me to this day.
We have our song. A great one at that. I had definitely heard that song before I met you. Maybe 2 or 3 times. But never really gave it much thought. Then when I heard it after meeting you suddenly it was genius. It has the ONE lyric that made me know that it was perfect for us.
"I could runaway, but I'd rather stay
In the warmth of your smile lighting up my day
(the one that makes me say - hey!)
'cause you're the best thing that ever happened to me or my world
You're the best thing that ever happened, so don't go away"
My whole life I spent thinking that whoever loved me was going to eventually leave. Not you. You made me feel safe. Loved. Warm. Because you ARE the best thing that ever happened to me.
So that began our musical journey. Hundreds of songs. Thousands of feelings. Silly things like the Luke Bryan song and me imagining you dancing as a teenager. Damien Rice songs where I was amazed that someone else sings so passionately about someone they love. The Cure. Elvis Costello. David Gray. The list goes on and on.
I have whole bands that make me think of you. Counting Crows. Every song, every lyric - picks a part of our relationship or things I have grown to know and love about you - that means something to me. Hell it spawned this blog.
So I had like 20+ years of this internal musical life with you. One that made music so much better.
Then an amazing thing happened that took our "music" relationship to another level. We started singing together! Great songs. Great times. It is always so intimate. Maybe the most intimate thing we do. Why you ask? I shall explain.
It takes great love and comfort to release your inner "Car Concert" in front of someone else. We do it all the time. We hold our own little concerts - for our own imaginary fans. We sing our lungs out. We jam. (I have set lists to prove it) We have the kind of fun that is usually held only for people who are in private places. Places where they know no one is watching. We don't care if the other is watching. It makes it more fun. As of today there is nothing I'd rather do than watch you sing some Jackson Browne. Or better yet here you bust out this Incubus lyric:
"We all have something that digs at us
At least we dig each other
So when weakness turns my ego up
I know you'll count on the me from yesterday
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me
Sing this song
Remind me that we'll always have each other
When everything else is gone"
My love I KNOW we "dig" each other. And no matter what we will always have each other. If that isn't fairy tale true love nothing is or ever was. Music has solidified this over the years. It has marked places in time. Created a road map of our lives together. I am giddy just thinking about it right now.
So music and all its forms is reason number 4. Hold it true my love. I share it only with you.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 4 days to go.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
The reason I know this to be true is that my assignment of music to our relationship is not something you share with anyone else. It had never happened before you. While I may have had songs that reminded me of points in my life, no other person in my life ever warranted enough of my attention to have songs that I associated with them at a personal level. Were there songs that I associated with other people? Yes. But none for any reason other than a calendar. As in they may have liked a song or something. No meaning beyond that.
This is a association/memory I leave only to you. Prior to you the meaning of lyrics meant very little to me. Seriously, I was a "Big Country" fan for gods sake. I challenge you to find a song from them with any kind of deep meaning. I knew lyrics back then and found many of them clever, but for no reason other than I found them clever. I have one song prior to you that I associate with a person(s) and that is for pure hatred reasons. Get me drunk and ask me about "Landfall" someday. I may give you an earful.
So it is you my love who owns all of my lyrical genius and memories. You may note that today's blog is a bit late in posting. The reason is that I made an attempt (a failed one as I was interrupted a dozen times) to count all the song references in this blog. I lost count at 93. I think there may be north of 150. All of which I know I found at least one line/lyric that made me think of you.
So I asked myself, why do so many songs remind me of you. The answer is simple. I have never had someone who is on my mind so continually in my life. So pretty much any nifty lyric I hear I am able to associate with the person I am currently thinking about. Guess who that is my love? You. Like 24-7. Amazes me to this day.
We have our song. A great one at that. I had definitely heard that song before I met you. Maybe 2 or 3 times. But never really gave it much thought. Then when I heard it after meeting you suddenly it was genius. It has the ONE lyric that made me know that it was perfect for us.
"I could runaway, but I'd rather stay
In the warmth of your smile lighting up my day
(the one that makes me say - hey!)
'cause you're the best thing that ever happened to me or my world
You're the best thing that ever happened, so don't go away"
My whole life I spent thinking that whoever loved me was going to eventually leave. Not you. You made me feel safe. Loved. Warm. Because you ARE the best thing that ever happened to me.
So that began our musical journey. Hundreds of songs. Thousands of feelings. Silly things like the Luke Bryan song and me imagining you dancing as a teenager. Damien Rice songs where I was amazed that someone else sings so passionately about someone they love. The Cure. Elvis Costello. David Gray. The list goes on and on.
I have whole bands that make me think of you. Counting Crows. Every song, every lyric - picks a part of our relationship or things I have grown to know and love about you - that means something to me. Hell it spawned this blog.
So I had like 20+ years of this internal musical life with you. One that made music so much better.
Then an amazing thing happened that took our "music" relationship to another level. We started singing together! Great songs. Great times. It is always so intimate. Maybe the most intimate thing we do. Why you ask? I shall explain.
It takes great love and comfort to release your inner "Car Concert" in front of someone else. We do it all the time. We hold our own little concerts - for our own imaginary fans. We sing our lungs out. We jam. (I have set lists to prove it) We have the kind of fun that is usually held only for people who are in private places. Places where they know no one is watching. We don't care if the other is watching. It makes it more fun. As of today there is nothing I'd rather do than watch you sing some Jackson Browne. Or better yet here you bust out this Incubus lyric:
"We all have something that digs at us
At least we dig each other
So when weakness turns my ego up
I know you'll count on the me from yesterday
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me
Sing this song
Remind me that we'll always have each other
When everything else is gone"
My love I KNOW we "dig" each other. And no matter what we will always have each other. If that isn't fairy tale true love nothing is or ever was. Music has solidified this over the years. It has marked places in time. Created a road map of our lives together. I am giddy just thinking about it right now.
So music and all its forms is reason number 4. Hold it true my love. I share it only with you.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 4 days to go.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Monday, March 20, 2017
Anniversary Present 2017. 10 Reasons. Reason Number 5.
I Googled "Mom" to see if there was anyone out here bold enough to even attempt to give it a definition. I found lots of things regarding genetics, biology and science. But that wasn't what I was looking for - any fool can give birth. After about 45 minutes I stumbled upon this and it hit me that this guy - whoever he is - nailed it perfectly.
"Ask your self this one question. Where would you be without person -- BLANK--?" The blank is filled with "your mom" 99% of the time. So indirectly he nailed it. "Mom" is that person who no matter what you do, no matter how you fight, no matter what she says always has your best interest in mind. This is something very rare. Basic economic theory depends on the "me first approach to life" as in "people will always act in the best interest first". But that rule doesn't apply to being a mom.
So reason number 5 is officially - you are an amazing mom.
I can vividly remember that cold December Texas day when I so charmingly asked you when you were going to get off your ass and have a baby. Only in our magical relationship could it have been true that you were already pregnant. I always wanted a family. A real family. It took marrying you to get one.
Our children really have no idea the lengths and sacrifices you have made for them over the years. They can only see the surface of the passion with which you managed and coddled their lives. The details that you went over to make sure things were perfect for them. Every tiny little bit of minutia. Every "just so" that they had no idea was happening to fulfill their near fairy tale lives.
Perfect Birthdays.
Perfect Christmas.
Perfect first day of school.
Perfect decorated bedrooms.
Perfect hair/clothes.
Perfect self image.
A hand to hold whenever they needed it.
A hug when it was most necessary.
That compliment that reminded them they were perfect.
I wonder if they ever really considered that when something bad happened to them you felt 10 times worse than they did? Did they know the pressure you put on yourself to protect them from any harm? Our oldest is 26 years old and YESTERDAY you looked a wreck having her drive home in her boyfriends car. Sadly they see that as overbearing - I see it as making sure they are safe.
I see people on Facebook post things like "being a mother is so much work", yet not for one second did I ever think you thought of it as work. It seemed to always - no matter how frustrating - cause you so much joy. No complaints about your role as their mother. No arguments over your responsibility to them And NEVER any question about how much you loved them and wanted NOTHING but the best for them.
I can think of at least 3 moms in our lives who give that shitty kind of lip service to their ability as mothers. But none can hold a candle to you. You never asked for praise, you never sought reward - you just did what was right for your kids. No matter what the cost.
So when my kids ask themselves "where would I be without my mom?" they know the answer. They know what you did for them. And while they may not always show it. They may take it for granted. They may blame you for this or that. They still know one thing above all. "My mom would lie down in front of bus for me". They may not appreciate it all the time, but they know. They can count on it - every day.
I am going to insert something here that I want you to always remember my love. Because I know how hard you are on yourself and no one is perfect. In this one area my love you are perfect. Even if there were flaws, they were perfectly flawed. No two children have ever been more loved and cared for so well. I have watched you for 26 years. I see everything. Even when you vent, I know what you are really thinking. You are the perfect mom. It should be the only tattoo you ever consider.
Selfishly, you kind of allowed me to take a parental backseat. I never felt the pressure you do as a parent. But then again I had this amazing "mom" in my family telling me what to do. It was so much easier for me. I just got to spend - or still get to spend - every day watching you in amazement.
I can only imagine how our lives would have turned out if we had mothers who were half the mother you have been all these years. Then again, maybe our lives turned out the way they did because you made sure they did.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 5 days to go.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
"Ask your self this one question. Where would you be without person -- BLANK--
So reason number 5 is officially - you are an amazing mom.
I can vividly remember that cold December Texas day when I so charmingly asked you when you were going to get off your ass and have a baby. Only in our magical relationship could it have been true that you were already pregnant. I always wanted a family. A real family. It took marrying you to get one.
Our children really have no idea the lengths and sacrifices you have made for them over the years. They can only see the surface of the passion with which you managed and coddled their lives. The details that you went over to make sure things were perfect for them. Every tiny little bit of minutia. Every "just so" that they had no idea was happening to fulfill their near fairy tale lives.
Perfect Birthdays.
Perfect Christmas.
Perfect first day of school.
Perfect decorated bedrooms.
Perfect hair/clothes.
Perfect self image.
A hand to hold whenever they needed it.
A hug when it was most necessary.
That compliment that reminded them they were perfect.
I wonder if they ever really considered that when something bad happened to them you felt 10 times worse than they did? Did they know the pressure you put on yourself to protect them from any harm? Our oldest is 26 years old and YESTERDAY you looked a wreck having her drive home in her boyfriends car. Sadly they see that as overbearing - I see it as making sure they are safe.
I see people on Facebook post things like "being a mother is so much work", yet not for one second did I ever think you thought of it as work. It seemed to always - no matter how frustrating - cause you so much joy. No complaints about your role as their mother. No arguments over your responsibility to them And NEVER any question about how much you loved them and wanted NOTHING but the best for them.
I can think of at least 3 moms in our lives who give that shitty kind of lip service to their ability as mothers. But none can hold a candle to you. You never asked for praise, you never sought reward - you just did what was right for your kids. No matter what the cost.
So when my kids ask themselves "where would I be without my mom?" they know the answer. They know what you did for them. And while they may not always show it. They may take it for granted. They may blame you for this or that. They still know one thing above all. "My mom would lie down in front of bus for me". They may not appreciate it all the time, but they know. They can count on it - every day.
I am going to insert something here that I want you to always remember my love. Because I know how hard you are on yourself and no one is perfect. In this one area my love you are perfect. Even if there were flaws, they were perfectly flawed. No two children have ever been more loved and cared for so well. I have watched you for 26 years. I see everything. Even when you vent, I know what you are really thinking. You are the perfect mom. It should be the only tattoo you ever consider.
Selfishly, you kind of allowed me to take a parental backseat. I never felt the pressure you do as a parent. But then again I had this amazing "mom" in my family telling me what to do. It was so much easier for me. I just got to spend - or still get to spend - every day watching you in amazement.
I can only imagine how our lives would have turned out if we had mothers who were half the mother you have been all these years. Then again, maybe our lives turned out the way they did because you made sure they did.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 5 days to go.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Sunday, March 19, 2017
Anniversary 2017. 10 reasons. Reason 6.
I get to start this one with kind of a math lesson for you. NO I don't think you need math lessons. It is just a phrase.
If something goes from 118 to 225 what % did it increase? The answer 91%. Or almost TWICE the original number.
The next question is how awesome is going from 118 to 225? In my mind pretty freaking awesome.
What is 118 to 225? That my love is the pounds I gained at various points in our marriage. I'll knock off 25 lbs for partying. But the balance of the credit goes to 82 lbs. Why is this awesome? Well reason number 6 on my list is Food Glorious Food (tossed a little Oliver in there for you to make you smile).
I can't tell you how awesome / amazing / astounding a cook you have become. I make a joke to people and say, "my wife is such a good cook, you could come to our house take off your shoes and she could cook them and serve them to you in an hour. And all you would say is wow - that is the best shoe I ever ate!" You have filled my belly full of one amazing dish after another. One amazing set of flavors after another. Even things I know you don't really like, you make for my benefit.
I honestly thought I would make a Top 10 List to honor some of my favorites, but it was too hard. Too many get left off the list that should be on the list. There are so many new things you have tried to make that amaze me, so many "standards" I look forward to and you even make Weight Watchers recipes taste fantastic.
It isn't just me who notices. Your "party themes" are legendary. Honestly I can tell you that when we planned a party, the boys at the office asked for a week in advance what we would be eating. They knew it was going to be amazing.
The baffling thing is that i know you have fine tuned this art of yours for almost 3 decades. From a simple fish dish to complicated chili recipes and things stuffed with other stuff. All absolutely amazing.
I can't leave off the baking items. You have rare skills there too. Christmas cookies. Cakes. Pies. The list goes on and on.
Holiday foods? Well it is no secret I like Thanksgiving most of all. Frankly, I don't remember thanksgiving being all that bog of a deal as kid, but I look forward to it with you for a month. Easter brunch? I have been thinking about it for 3 weeks now and I have 4 more to go.
If the way to a man's heart is through his stomach? Well you got my heart. Big time.
So reason number 6, while it may seem a silly one is a very important one to me. I look forward to your next creation. I am anxious for your next idea. I get giddy when I see you with a cookbook in your hand. Heck I am hungry right now.
Thanks for feeding me so well, so often and with such care for the past 3 decades. You have no peers my love. None even close.
I will be waiting in the kitchen for you.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 6 days to go.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
If something goes from 118 to 225 what % did it increase? The answer 91%. Or almost TWICE the original number.
The next question is how awesome is going from 118 to 225? In my mind pretty freaking awesome.
What is 118 to 225? That my love is the pounds I gained at various points in our marriage. I'll knock off 25 lbs for partying. But the balance of the credit goes to 82 lbs. Why is this awesome? Well reason number 6 on my list is Food Glorious Food (tossed a little Oliver in there for you to make you smile).
I can't tell you how awesome / amazing / astounding a cook you have become. I make a joke to people and say, "my wife is such a good cook, you could come to our house take off your shoes and she could cook them and serve them to you in an hour. And all you would say is wow - that is the best shoe I ever ate!" You have filled my belly full of one amazing dish after another. One amazing set of flavors after another. Even things I know you don't really like, you make for my benefit.
I honestly thought I would make a Top 10 List to honor some of my favorites, but it was too hard. Too many get left off the list that should be on the list. There are so many new things you have tried to make that amaze me, so many "standards" I look forward to and you even make Weight Watchers recipes taste fantastic.
It isn't just me who notices. Your "party themes" are legendary. Honestly I can tell you that when we planned a party, the boys at the office asked for a week in advance what we would be eating. They knew it was going to be amazing.
The baffling thing is that i know you have fine tuned this art of yours for almost 3 decades. From a simple fish dish to complicated chili recipes and things stuffed with other stuff. All absolutely amazing.
I can't leave off the baking items. You have rare skills there too. Christmas cookies. Cakes. Pies. The list goes on and on.
Holiday foods? Well it is no secret I like Thanksgiving most of all. Frankly, I don't remember thanksgiving being all that bog of a deal as kid, but I look forward to it with you for a month. Easter brunch? I have been thinking about it for 3 weeks now and I have 4 more to go.
If the way to a man's heart is through his stomach? Well you got my heart. Big time.
So reason number 6, while it may seem a silly one is a very important one to me. I look forward to your next creation. I am anxious for your next idea. I get giddy when I see you with a cookbook in your hand. Heck I am hungry right now.
Thanks for feeding me so well, so often and with such care for the past 3 decades. You have no peers my love. None even close.
I will be waiting in the kitchen for you.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 6 days to go.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Saturday, March 18, 2017
Anniversary 2017. 10 reason. Reason Number 7.
I think there have been ore than a few times in this blog where I referred to my theory that life has a series of "moments" that have so much impact on your life that you wonder just what would have happened had they gone some other way. Little things like "I turned right when I could have turned left. Turning right helped me avoid traffic." Or things of that nature.
Sometimes these little decisions have much more dramatic impacts on your life. I have one of those with you. A decision I made that seemed so minor at the time, but had such a major impact on me forever. I have a moment that changed my life. Forever. And certainly for the better.
I will start with some background on our "dating" life. June 11th is always going to be a landmark day in my life. The day I met you. You were so beautiful. So different form anyone I had ever met. So intriguing and quite frankly kind of intimidating to me. The whole time we dated that summer, I always felt like you were going to figure out you were way out of my league. You would eventually figure out you were "slumming" it and I was just something you were using to fill time until you found more interesting things to do with your life. You were too pretty for me. You came from "hoity toity" Chicago. You lived with that "perfect family" and talked all the time about things I could never imagine were real. In my mind your life only happened in movies.
So all facts regarding our first go around aside, I must tell you one thing you have to believe. I was completely enamored with you. I knew you were special. I knew you were what I wanted. However, I was certain I wasn't what you wanted and at that time in my life, I wasn't confident enough to make it happen. So I took the easy way out.
Then fate kind of stepped in. My moment. THE moment.
I was in no way, shape or form proud of myself at that point in my life. Honestly every day that passed I felt like it got worse and worse. My family life sucked. My life was going nowhere and I was not even close to the person I wanted to be. Then I broke my hand. It started my "wake up". A reminder of how fast being a moron could ruin my life forever. But still I lacked the courage to do anything about it for the better.
Then that phone call. That voice on the other end that reminded me that there was something better out there for my life. I was shocked the call came. I can remember very vividly being both excited and completely nervous.
Then it hit me. Here was my chance. My chance to make things right. For you and for me. My chance at something better in life. My chance to recapture something I had realized I screwed up so badly. A chance at redemption. That chance was you.
I remember exactly this:
"What are doing right now?" (she is going to shoot me down, she was just being polite to call. It was what people better than me did)
"Nothing really" (OMG she didn't immediately need to help her sister or have something else to do)
"Want to do something?" (now really nervous because she now has her chance to get away)
"Sure, what" (shock hits me, my courageous act is not in vain)
"I don't care, as long as it is on the other side of that door" (wow I did it. I really did it.)
Then I can't remember exactly what words we exchanged. I know you needed some time to get ready or finish something with your sister and her kids. But we had plans. Real plans. A movie. A date. My confidence grew. I would not screw this up. No way.
"The Accused" will forever hold a special place in my heart. But what I did after the movie remains among the boldest and best decisions I have ever made. Keep in mind my love, I had no idea you really had feelings for me. I had no idea you ever did. In my mind I was like an experiment to you. I have learned since that you did have feelings for me the whole time, but at that time I would have never believed it - no matter what anyone told me.
Dropping you off was surreal. You were so beautiful. Your smile was already etched in my brain. In less than 4 hours I had completely changed as a person. I knew exactly what I wanted. I knew you were "that person". So I did it. I kissed you. It remains one of the most amazing kisses in history. Even better than our first. MTV started their "MTV Movie Kiss of the Year" shortly afterwards and I know it was because they somehow caught ours. In one amazing moment my life was changed forever.
The next day we didn't see each other. I did what would be my last stupid thing ever. The regret of that day bothered me like no other regret in my life. I tried to sabotage myself, but knowing I wanted you wouldn't let me do it. From that point forward it was all about you - forever.
So reason number 7 is simple my love. You changed - no - you saved my life. On that Halloween evening my life changed for the better. It has been nothing but a fairy tale ever since. One that gets more and more magical every day. You have no idea how important you are to me. Words cannot describe my feelings for you. You should know that in less than 10 days after that day, I decided to ask you to marry me. I didn't know how or when, but with each day I got more and more confident.
The rest as they say. Is history.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 7 days to go.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Sometimes these little decisions have much more dramatic impacts on your life. I have one of those with you. A decision I made that seemed so minor at the time, but had such a major impact on me forever. I have a moment that changed my life. Forever. And certainly for the better.
I will start with some background on our "dating" life. June 11th is always going to be a landmark day in my life. The day I met you. You were so beautiful. So different form anyone I had ever met. So intriguing and quite frankly kind of intimidating to me. The whole time we dated that summer, I always felt like you were going to figure out you were way out of my league. You would eventually figure out you were "slumming" it and I was just something you were using to fill time until you found more interesting things to do with your life. You were too pretty for me. You came from "hoity toity" Chicago. You lived with that "perfect family" and talked all the time about things I could never imagine were real. In my mind your life only happened in movies.
So all facts regarding our first go around aside, I must tell you one thing you have to believe. I was completely enamored with you. I knew you were special. I knew you were what I wanted. However, I was certain I wasn't what you wanted and at that time in my life, I wasn't confident enough to make it happen. So I took the easy way out.
Then fate kind of stepped in. My moment. THE moment.
I was in no way, shape or form proud of myself at that point in my life. Honestly every day that passed I felt like it got worse and worse. My family life sucked. My life was going nowhere and I was not even close to the person I wanted to be. Then I broke my hand. It started my "wake up". A reminder of how fast being a moron could ruin my life forever. But still I lacked the courage to do anything about it for the better.
Then that phone call. That voice on the other end that reminded me that there was something better out there for my life. I was shocked the call came. I can remember very vividly being both excited and completely nervous.
Then it hit me. Here was my chance. My chance to make things right. For you and for me. My chance at something better in life. My chance to recapture something I had realized I screwed up so badly. A chance at redemption. That chance was you.
I remember exactly this:
"What are doing right now?" (she is going to shoot me down, she was just being polite to call. It was what people better than me did)
"Nothing really" (OMG she didn't immediately need to help her sister or have something else to do)
"Want to do something?" (now really nervous because she now has her chance to get away)
"Sure, what" (shock hits me, my courageous act is not in vain)
"I don't care, as long as it is on the other side of that door" (wow I did it. I really did it.)
Then I can't remember exactly what words we exchanged. I know you needed some time to get ready or finish something with your sister and her kids. But we had plans. Real plans. A movie. A date. My confidence grew. I would not screw this up. No way.
"The Accused" will forever hold a special place in my heart. But what I did after the movie remains among the boldest and best decisions I have ever made. Keep in mind my love, I had no idea you really had feelings for me. I had no idea you ever did. In my mind I was like an experiment to you. I have learned since that you did have feelings for me the whole time, but at that time I would have never believed it - no matter what anyone told me.
Dropping you off was surreal. You were so beautiful. Your smile was already etched in my brain. In less than 4 hours I had completely changed as a person. I knew exactly what I wanted. I knew you were "that person". So I did it. I kissed you. It remains one of the most amazing kisses in history. Even better than our first. MTV started their "MTV Movie Kiss of the Year" shortly afterwards and I know it was because they somehow caught ours. In one amazing moment my life was changed forever.
The next day we didn't see each other. I did what would be my last stupid thing ever. The regret of that day bothered me like no other regret in my life. I tried to sabotage myself, but knowing I wanted you wouldn't let me do it. From that point forward it was all about you - forever.
So reason number 7 is simple my love. You changed - no - you saved my life. On that Halloween evening my life changed for the better. It has been nothing but a fairy tale ever since. One that gets more and more magical every day. You have no idea how important you are to me. Words cannot describe my feelings for you. You should know that in less than 10 days after that day, I decided to ask you to marry me. I didn't know how or when, but with each day I got more and more confident.
The rest as they say. Is history.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 7 days to go.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Friday, March 17, 2017
Anniversary 2017 - 10 Reasons. Reason Number 8.
So of all the posts in this anniversary present his one is intended to be my favorite, but for a variety of reasons it will be the shortest and the one only you and I will truly understand.
All I am going to do is throw out a bunch of buzzwords, then leave the rest to you. This has truly been the most amazing part of our marriage.
Here goes:
Expedition
Mazda parked in the garage
Warehouse parking lot
Big Blue Chair
Turner Turnpike
Valentines day present
Sectional
Queen size
King Size
Hot Tub
Cancun suite
Cumberland laundry/utility room
Shower
Swimming pool
Then of course there is all the other stuff.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 8 days to go.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
All I am going to do is throw out a bunch of buzzwords, then leave the rest to you. This has truly been the most amazing part of our marriage.
Here goes:
Expedition
Mazda parked in the garage
Warehouse parking lot
Big Blue Chair
Turner Turnpike
Valentines day present
Sectional
Queen size
King Size
Hot Tub
Cancun suite
Cumberland laundry/utility room
Shower
Swimming pool
Then of course there is all the other stuff.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 8 days to go.
You're the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Thursday, March 16, 2017
Anniversary 2017 - 10 Reasons. Reason Number 9.
The human brain is a funny thing. I read in a book once that more than half the time you are awake your brain is on "auto-pilot". Meaning you aren't really even in control of the thoughts, actions and responses you are making throughout the day. Moreover, the more things you do regularly that require little thought the more you brain goes to auto-pilot. Which ultimately leads to the human behavior of "taking things for granted".
Well my brain must be on auto-pilot 80% of the time. Our kids brains must have been on auto-pilot 90% of the time growing up. One of our kids is still likely at 80%. Why you ask? Because each of us has one thing in common. There is this amazing person in our lives basically "taking care of things" for us that other people have to worry about on their own.
I am not talking about cooking, cleaning, etc. I am talking about having someone who has a sense to know what we need, when we need it and how to get it to us. Not every once in a while, but all the time. Someone who does this so fluidly that we don't have to think on our own for much of our lives.
That person is you my love. Somehow, the things required to makes us tick are covered by your amazing and thoughtful care. Your innate ability to know exactly when and where to fill in the gaps that we don't even know need filled.
So reason number 9 on the list is simple. After almost 3 decades of marriage, I know one thing I can always count on every day. Your amazing care. Your ability to make my life easier and simpler. I take it for granted. I really do. I don't mean to do so, but it happens. You, maybe unfortunately for you, make it easy to do. The girls did it too, maybe less now that they live on their own, but they did it too.
I will use a very simple example. To the best of my knowledge, you have never tasted sip of coffee. Yet somehow, I always have coffee in the house. Or at the very least when I am in the grocery store someone asks me "do you need coffee?" so that I am reminded to buy some.
When I wake up to get dressed in the morning I never worry about having no shampoo, or clean underwear, or a t-shirt, or socks. They just are simply there.
This doesn't make you the maid, cook, cleaning lady, or laundry lady or whatever. It makes you the most caring person ever. It must be such a burden. A burden that causes me to have so little worry in life.
If I could list all the little things you do everyday that I never have to think about, I might go crazy. And these aren't just day to day things. Things like "I bet Jim will like this recipe" or "let me find the perfect valentines day present" or "I bet if I did this for him, he could do that more easily". Seriously, who does that so thoughtfully for another person? Only you my love.
So you are probably thinking "why is this an entry in a supposed romantic blog?" Here is the answer my love.
You make our lives so much less stressful, we have so much more time to focus on being in love and growing our relationship. I have always wondered, why is this being in love thing so easy for us? Why do we succeed where so many other have failed? The answer lies within you. Your selflessness with regard to our relationship and lives has allowed us the time to simply enjoy each other and be in love with each other.
I know I do very little in that regard. At best I can claim the "bread-winner" thing. Maybe once in a while I make a difficult phone call for us. But I can't really think of things I do that leave you using "auto-pilot" the way I get to do. Maybe that is why we can accomplish the things we have accomplished. Because you give us freedom and ability to do so.
Your amazing care gives us time to focus on better things like:
* Holding hands
* Singing together
* Playing cards
* Watching hockey games
* Our favorite shows
* Laughing
* Spending time together
Without those things maybe we are just like every other couple. Couples who don't have a selfless spouse who cares for them. Thus other things get in their way of just being in love.
I am lucky. I have you. I have this amazing, beautiful, sexy individual who is by my side every day of my life. One who has been gracious enough to allow me the time to focus on simply being in love with her. If I take for granted that I have the time to focus on the "being in love: part of our relationship - then so be it.
It works. Because of you.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 9 days to go.
Well my brain must be on auto-pilot 80% of the time. Our kids brains must have been on auto-pilot 90% of the time growing up. One of our kids is still likely at 80%. Why you ask? Because each of us has one thing in common. There is this amazing person in our lives basically "taking care of things" for us that other people have to worry about on their own.
I am not talking about cooking, cleaning, etc. I am talking about having someone who has a sense to know what we need, when we need it and how to get it to us. Not every once in a while, but all the time. Someone who does this so fluidly that we don't have to think on our own for much of our lives.
That person is you my love. Somehow, the things required to makes us tick are covered by your amazing and thoughtful care. Your innate ability to know exactly when and where to fill in the gaps that we don't even know need filled.
So reason number 9 on the list is simple. After almost 3 decades of marriage, I know one thing I can always count on every day. Your amazing care. Your ability to make my life easier and simpler. I take it for granted. I really do. I don't mean to do so, but it happens. You, maybe unfortunately for you, make it easy to do. The girls did it too, maybe less now that they live on their own, but they did it too.
I will use a very simple example. To the best of my knowledge, you have never tasted sip of coffee. Yet somehow, I always have coffee in the house. Or at the very least when I am in the grocery store someone asks me "do you need coffee?" so that I am reminded to buy some.
When I wake up to get dressed in the morning I never worry about having no shampoo, or clean underwear, or a t-shirt, or socks. They just are simply there.
This doesn't make you the maid, cook, cleaning lady, or laundry lady or whatever. It makes you the most caring person ever. It must be such a burden. A burden that causes me to have so little worry in life.
If I could list all the little things you do everyday that I never have to think about, I might go crazy. And these aren't just day to day things. Things like "I bet Jim will like this recipe" or "let me find the perfect valentines day present" or "I bet if I did this for him, he could do that more easily". Seriously, who does that so thoughtfully for another person? Only you my love.
So you are probably thinking "why is this an entry in a supposed romantic blog?" Here is the answer my love.
You make our lives so much less stressful, we have so much more time to focus on being in love and growing our relationship. I have always wondered, why is this being in love thing so easy for us? Why do we succeed where so many other have failed? The answer lies within you. Your selflessness with regard to our relationship and lives has allowed us the time to simply enjoy each other and be in love with each other.
I know I do very little in that regard. At best I can claim the "bread-winner" thing. Maybe once in a while I make a difficult phone call for us. But I can't really think of things I do that leave you using "auto-pilot" the way I get to do. Maybe that is why we can accomplish the things we have accomplished. Because you give us freedom and ability to do so.
Your amazing care gives us time to focus on better things like:
* Holding hands
* Singing together
* Playing cards
* Watching hockey games
* Our favorite shows
* Laughing
* Spending time together
Without those things maybe we are just like every other couple. Couples who don't have a selfless spouse who cares for them. Thus other things get in their way of just being in love.
I am lucky. I have you. I have this amazing, beautiful, sexy individual who is by my side every day of my life. One who has been gracious enough to allow me the time to focus on simply being in love with her. If I take for granted that I have the time to focus on the "being in love: part of our relationship - then so be it.
It works. Because of you.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love. Just 9 days to go.
You’re the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
Wednesday, March 15, 2017
Anniversary 2017 - 10 Reasons. Reason Number 10.
So our 28th Wedding Anniversary is now 10 days away. In 10 days we celebrate one of the most amazing events ever to take place in the history of time. One so perfect that the world has yet to replicate it in any form.
I feel like the episode of "This is Us" last night kind of stole my thunder. Jack's little speech at the end was very much in line with the theme of your anniversary present this year. But that guy is an actor playing a role. I am real and we aren't playing a role, we are living the life that the characters on This is Us must have used as a model. I am certain now that there are cameras/microphones i the house. Samsung must really be listening.
Your anniversary present this year is a Top 10 List delivered over 10 days. I stole the idea from your Valentines gift (which BTW gets a prominent mention in the list later) - when you "surprised" me day after day leading up to the final day. I have 10 topics to cover, some are more in depth than other and some are quick hits that simply need inclusion. So when I disappear into the study this weekend and close the door, you will know what I am up to in there all by myself.
Reason Number 10 - That Amazing Smile
So that damn Jack literally stole my line about Rebecca's smile. But I have proof that I thought of it first. In the near 10+ years this blog has existed there have been 5 different posts regarding your smile. 5 times I felt it necessary to let you know what that smile means to me and how stunned I am every time I see it.
I am not sure what year the song "Smile" by Olive came out (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yCj3NpvxWTM) but I remember very vividly what I thought when I heard it for the first time. The song is kind of haunting sounding and frankly the lyrics mean little to us except one. "Smile, you'll steal away my soul" - wow. That nails it.
I think of all the faces you make - and there are many - your smiling face is the best. It isn't just a smile my love, it is an expression that covers you from head to toe. A smile that moves way past your mouth, moves into your eyes, tilts your head just right and makes its way into your posture. It makes your whole body "smile". It warms my heart. Turns a bad mood into good. Turns wrong thoughts into right. Pick any analogy, it is the perfect smile. One that has no peers.
So can something some amazing be captured? Apparently. Remember those pictures you wanted back so badly a few decades ago? You know what they both have in common? Your smiles. One a sultry smile from a girl who didn't quite know sultry yet. The other a sensational smile that captured just how beautiful you look.
There isn't just one smile either. There are many versions. There is happy smile. Laughing smile. Sexy smile. Drunk smile. Loving smile. The list goes on an on. Yet they all have the same thing in common. They move from your mouth to your eyes and then all the way through your body. Each one captures my attention. Each one makes me happy. They make me "smile".
There are smiles that fill a room. But they lack the "sensation" that your smile provides. They are the flashy kind intended for anyone. Your smiles have that "private" effect. An effect that only people who really know you understand. When you smile, you don't just make people happy - you make those around you feel "better".
I wish I had counted how many smiles you have provided me in the past 3 decades. But it isn't possible. I wish I had counted how many times your smile saved my day or rescued my mood. But I can't. I just know that there will be many more to come. Lucky me.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love.
I feel like the episode of "This is Us" last night kind of stole my thunder. Jack's little speech at the end was very much in line with the theme of your anniversary present this year. But that guy is an actor playing a role. I am real and we aren't playing a role, we are living the life that the characters on This is Us must have used as a model. I am certain now that there are cameras/microphones i the house. Samsung must really be listening.
Your anniversary present this year is a Top 10 List delivered over 10 days. I stole the idea from your Valentines gift (which BTW gets a prominent mention in the list later) - when you "surprised" me day after day leading up to the final day. I have 10 topics to cover, some are more in depth than other and some are quick hits that simply need inclusion. So when I disappear into the study this weekend and close the door, you will know what I am up to in there all by myself.
Reason Number 10 - That Amazing Smile
So that damn Jack literally stole my line about Rebecca's smile. But I have proof that I thought of it first. In the near 10+ years this blog has existed there have been 5 different posts regarding your smile. 5 times I felt it necessary to let you know what that smile means to me and how stunned I am every time I see it.
I am not sure what year the song "Smile" by Olive came out (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yCj3NpvxWTM) but I remember very vividly what I thought when I heard it for the first time. The song is kind of haunting sounding and frankly the lyrics mean little to us except one. "Smile, you'll steal away my soul" - wow. That nails it.
I think of all the faces you make - and there are many - your smiling face is the best. It isn't just a smile my love, it is an expression that covers you from head to toe. A smile that moves way past your mouth, moves into your eyes, tilts your head just right and makes its way into your posture. It makes your whole body "smile". It warms my heart. Turns a bad mood into good. Turns wrong thoughts into right. Pick any analogy, it is the perfect smile. One that has no peers.
So can something some amazing be captured? Apparently. Remember those pictures you wanted back so badly a few decades ago? You know what they both have in common? Your smiles. One a sultry smile from a girl who didn't quite know sultry yet. The other a sensational smile that captured just how beautiful you look.
There isn't just one smile either. There are many versions. There is happy smile. Laughing smile. Sexy smile. Drunk smile. Loving smile. The list goes on an on. Yet they all have the same thing in common. They move from your mouth to your eyes and then all the way through your body. Each one captures my attention. Each one makes me happy. They make me "smile".
There are smiles that fill a room. But they lack the "sensation" that your smile provides. They are the flashy kind intended for anyone. Your smiles have that "private" effect. An effect that only people who really know you understand. When you smile, you don't just make people happy - you make those around you feel "better".
I wish I had counted how many smiles you have provided me in the past 3 decades. But it isn't possible. I wish I had counted how many times your smile saved my day or rescued my mood. But I can't. I just know that there will be many more to come. Lucky me.
So happy "almost" our anniversary my love.
You’re the world to me. I love you more than anything in the world.
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