This is a loving post to my darling wife. If you ain’t into that; take a hike. If you are; read on.
Today is our anniversary, and I was lucky enough to get Breasts McGee Photography to take some photos of me with the different ranges of emotion that I have felt since we were wed on that glorious June night, one year ago today.
First off, I will show you how I’ve generally felt with you by my side.
Except for when I was depressed. I felt like that on the inside, but probably looked like this.
When it was date night, I sort of got like this.
And then there was mid date night.
And finally after date night.
Sometimes we argue and I feel like this.
* Subject to interpretation
Other times we make jokes about the size of each other’s manhood*, and I feel like this.
There are other times that my scenarios contain people who are trying to kill you… or worse, and this is how I feel when that happens.
Or maybe you have told me a dirty joke.
But sometimes they are just too corny.
And this is how I feel when you are acting silly, because I can’t hold the stern look for too long.
Sometimes when I’m drunk, I get like this.
Sometimes, when I’m feeling sexy, I do this.
But the times you are getting frisky, I’m like this.
Remember the times we went to Capers on date nights? This is how I felt when I found out.
This is what I’m like, when I’m getting ready to headbutt anything that hurts you.
And this is just before impact.
All dramatic kidding aside, I think that you can tell by the way that I look at you that you are my world. I feel that my love has grown for you over the past few years, but since we said those vows in front of our family and friends a year ago, I think the compound interest has kicked in.
You make everything better and I want you to know it. My life feels like bliss on crack, and I think Rob Ford will confirm that crack ramps everything up exponentially.
No, I’m not calling you fat.
I love you with every beat of my bursting heart,