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Is it wrong that I still audibly celebrate each time I catch you in a fart?

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Eeee  aaaa  eeee aaaa  eeee  aaaaa

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Milk.  It's a mere beverage to most.  It's a sacred fluid to you and your family.  Never have I seen any group of people as obsessive and deranged about this light drink.  I enjoy milk.  You guys all gulp it down like you are drinking blood.  Glass smudges happen.  But to you guys, they are grounds for banishment from the family.  SHARING MILK??!!  GOOD HEAVENS.... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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Wrigley and Lambeau.  My sports shrines. You've been to both places with me.  You were warm at one.

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Crazy loves crazy.  Crazy appreciates crazy.  Crazy understands that being crazy is fun and meaningful and perfectly normal.  Crazy also appreciates how unique the other person's crazy is. Crazy know all the crazy things that had to happen for Crazy and Crazy to even meet.  Crazy

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You always remember the first time.  I remember when you took my laundry out of the dryer and threw it down the stairs at the townhouse. And you told me that "sometimes I'm naughty." I remember being completely terrified and totally smitten with you at the same time. It was a pretty awesome feeling.

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Garby.  But Garby.... the picture of the Garbanzo beans.  I love everything

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A woman swims to the shore quickly by herself... leaving behind her poor fiance' trying to push their terrified dog across Johnson Lake on the bright green kayak

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The first time I heard it, we were at your  townhouse  It was something like 10:30 PM.  Terminator 2: Judgement Day was on the television.  You had just recently dozed off, without me realizing it.  And just before you reached full on sleep.. I heard the sound.  That cute, adorable little moan sound you make that signals you are leaving the awake world and joining the sleep one.  I remember my heart skipping a touch and hoping I would hear it again.  And I did.

I've heard it countless times since.  And it still does something to my heart to this day....

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Wienerschnitzel Receptacle

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My first post will conjure up the first time you ever revealed your compassionate, forgiving heart to me.  Why did I leave you to take the murder train home by yourself the first night we met?  I'll never truly know.  Were you somehow, some way able to look past that poor decision.. among many other poor decisions... and still sort of like me, like me, really like me, love me, really love me, marry me and have our children?

Yes. Yes you were.  And how here we are...

Hello my love.  Happy birthday.  I love you so much and am so lucky, fortunate and thankful that our paths crossed almost 6 years ago.  I try to remind you as often as I can how incredible you are.  But in the event that I occasionally forget, you now have a place to go to remember.

Over the course of the next 365 days, I will be posting 365 memories, quotes, thoughts and anecdotes about you and everything you have meant to me.  So if you ever find a reason to doubt how wonderful and adored you are, just stop on by this blog. You'll be reminded again right away.

I love you