I am supposed to be preparing for a meeting.
I’m not.
Kind of shows why my career has sort of stalled a little
bit.
I wanted to write this down while I was thinking about it
though.
I love my wife so much and I find it funny that the older I
get, the more I ask her, “Is this
funny…..?” I run all kinds of tweets and updates through her. She is pretty
funny herself but I love the validation and trust I feel with her to know, that
if she thinks it’s funny, then it’s funny. That’s only one of the questions I
frequently ask her. She asks me questions all the time too. Tops on the list
would very likely be “Oh my goodness!
Did you poot?” To which I always respond with “It must’ve been the cat or Ally”, our youngest daughter. She is
nearly perfect (The wife. Not the cat and definitely not Ally). This November
will be our 10th wedding anniversary thus making me the luckiest and
happiest man I know. She puts up the lot of us crazy people that come in and
out of that house. She loves my children just as though she gave birth them.
She works tirelessly at the house. She is an avid political fact junkie. In
fact I can say, she is as passionate about politics as I am about food or
diuretics. My lawn looks perfect year round because of her. I love to hear
her go on and on about water restrictions. I thought she was racist once
because of the yard figurines that I thought she had put up strategically
throughout our yard. Turns out our yard is just the kind of place that tiny
little people of color like to hang out at. Huge relief, as I am partly Black Dutch
according to my grandma, but that’s a blog and a joke for another time.
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