Friday, August 11, 2006

In the case that Michael actually read my little rant about the pants, I just want to tell him I'm sorry. I was cranky because my pants were too tight. I wasn't getting enough oxygen.

He does way more than I alluded to in the post. As a matter of fact, he does a crap load of stuff. And he's neater than me. MUCH neater. So while the housework may get put off, it's just as much my fault as his. I couldn't get along without him. Not just around the house, in life. I hope he knows that. So here's my big apology in a public forum

He's the ying to my yang, the peanut butter to my jelly, the ice cream to my sprinkles. You get it.

He's the most kind, intelligent, hardworking, handsome, amazing man I have ever known.

And I love him.

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