Monday, September 26, 2005
Horrible Wife
I am a horrible wife. This should have been posted Saturday, September 24th, the day the world changed 31 years ago. We were busy installing the washer and dryer in the a.m. and busy doing nothing in the p.m. So, I just didn't get off my ass to post.
To the One I Love
Happy Birthday to the man I love.
You may be getting old, but I've never told.
You may be getting gray, but I will forever stay;
pointing and mocking each and every day.
You may have the smarts, the brains, and the looks,
but where would you be without me as your cook?
Happy Birthday to the man I love.
J turned 31 this weekend. He has now stumbled over one of the bumps on the way to being over the hill. hee hee
To the One I Love
Happy Birthday to the man I love.
You may be getting old, but I've never told.
You may be getting gray, but I will forever stay;
pointing and mocking each and every day.
You may have the smarts, the brains, and the looks,
but where would you be without me as your cook?
Happy Birthday to the man I love.
J turned 31 this weekend. He has now stumbled over one of the bumps on the way to being over the hill. hee hee
