No husband is perfect. I won’t belabor that fact. HOWEVER, Jeff pretty much hits the mark when he gets it in his mind to celebrate someone. I seem to be his favorite person. This year for my 45th birthday he took me sailing. At sunset. With a yummy dinner and a gooey dessert to follow. Just the two of us-- and of course, the sailboat man because we didn’t have a clue how to, you know, SAIL. We learned a lot though-- our captain was an instructor and gave us just enough information to make it interesting. We weren’t there as students. We were there to enjoy his gift and that sunset.
I don’t know how we made it through the night without a picture of us together but alas, we did, and I regret it.
As you can see, it was a beautiful night. I am grateful for Jeff making these days special. He is way better at interrupting the “regularly scheduled programming to bring you....” always something really wonderful and a GREAT memory. Thank you, Jeff. I am blessed to be celebrated by you. I love you!