I should have posted this yesterday, but I was having such a nice time with Steven that I didn't want to pry myself away. I'm fortunate to have the kind of husband who likes garden gnomes. He enjoys old movies and music even more than I do. He knows what I'm thinking and how I feel without me ever saying a word. He loves all my quirks, my goofiness, my nostalgia. He just gets me, and I get him. He's a wonderful husband and father, and I'm grateful every day that we found each other. We had a nice day yesterday. We grilled and ate outside - such an excellent evening. And when Evy went to bed, we sat outside talking and listening to the pond. I lit candles, and had some floating in the pond too.
Steven, I'm so glad you're in my life - my husband, my friend, wonderful dad to Evy and Alex - I love you.
And you look good whether you're drinking a beer, or working for your beer :o)