Happy Birthday Punk!

My darling is 39 today. Almost 21 of those years have been mine and I've enjoyed almost every single day! He's a fabulous father, always goofing around with the kids, taking them fishing, making sure that we do special things with them (like the zoo on Saturday) and helping around the house as much as he can.

He still makes my toes curl when he kisses me "that way" and I've totally enjoyed watching him grow up. He's held a crappy job that pays well for the last 12 years so I can have more time at home with the kids and now for me to go to college. I am really looking forward to finishing college so I can get a teaching position and bring in 3x's as much as I do now to ease the pressure off of him.

I'm so glad that at 15 I had the wisdom (or more likely intuition because how much wisdom can one HAVE at 15?) to know that I had a wonderful rare man that I needed to hold on to? We've had our hard times and we've had our joy, and each and every trial has made us stronger as a couple after we went through it. Never have we let a problem linger and act like it wasn't there, we usually barrelled through it with our eyes closed knowing that the greener grass was somewhere over there on the other side.

And now? The grass is pretty green and we just need to fertilize it once in a while to keep it that way. My life would totally suck with out my best friend and love. Thank you Karl, for being my best friend and my love. I look forward to the rest of our lives together. Peace.