On this date in 1994, I got married. To my wife. K! Haven't you been listening? My beautiful, tall, formerly light-brown but now red-haired Swede of a wife. And after eight years and two kids, she's sexier than ever.
She's especially sexy when she empties the dishwasher before I wake up, as she did this morning. Ah, bliss!
If you're reading this, K (and shouldn't you really be working?), I love you with all my heart, and my heart keeps growing to make room.
I just can't believe you found your way to a dweeb like me...
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