Luke's birthday was on Tuesday.
For a truly devoted wife that would mean that he would have gotten a cake, balloons, a specialized blog post listing all 28 amazing characteristics about him that I cannot live without, and a small handful of carefully chosen (and at least one hand-made) presents to brighten his special day.
He got none of those things.
(Although- in my defense he did receive a HUGE sort-of-birthday present. 42" huge, to be exact.)
And so I am hoping that for just a moment, we can bend the rules of the universe and declare truthfully that words speak louder than actions.
Because (despite all appearances) I love him.
A lot.
Happy Birthday, Luke.
1 comment:
I want a 42 inch something for my bday PLEASE!!! Maybe you should hint to Mitch :)
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