Rant #2,021: Celebrate

Today is my wife's XXth birthday.

I won't tell you how old she is, but I can tell you that if you didn't know her, and was asked to guess her age, I sincerely doubt that you would get it correct.

She looks way younger than her age, because she meticulously takes care of herself.

No fried foods, no overdoing anything, lots of exercise and lots of water.

And she is married to me. That has to keep her young (and I have a bridge to sell you if you believe that).

But all kidding aside, I love this lady inside and out. She is the greatest thing that ever happened to me, and I feel that I am the most fortunate person on the face of the earth to be married to her.

She was born in Brooklyn, like I was, and later moved with her family to the Rockaways in Queens.

Since you are so close to the water there, you are like a fish, and she is a fantastic swimmer.

And she looks good in a bathing suit, too, which is an added plus.

She is a great daughter, a great sister, and a great mother and wife.

She is also a hard worker, and as a Scorpio, I think that she often takes things too seriously.

My wife needs to relax sometimes, and believe me, I know it is a difficult task, what with myself and our son to keep tabs on, on top of working a full time job like she does.

My wife is educated and beautiful, and she loves "The Walking Dead."

She also loves Judy Garland and Liza Minnelli.

My wife loves a good beer or a good glass of wine. Not at the same time, though.

She also loves me and our son, so I don't know where we fit into all of this, but somehow, we do.

My wife has been up and down like the weather has been lately. One week she is sick, the next she is fine, and then, some of the sickness comes back.

She recently had a lung infection--we have no idea how she got that--and the recovery has been surprisingly and annoyingly slow, but she is strong, and she is getting better all the time.

She is definitely my better half, no doubt about it, even when she is under the weather.

So on her birthday, I wish her a great day and that she have many more birthdays that in my own little way, I can share with her.

To me, she is the greatest lady on the planet, and like I said, I often have to pinch myself to make sure that I am not dreaming--I am married to this woman? But I open my eyes, and yes, it's true!

To paraphrase an old song, I'm stone in love with her.

Happy birthday, babe!

And to her and everyone else, have a great weekend. and a great Veterans Day. Speak to you again on Monday.