...to Mrs. B and me.
That's right. Today marks four years since Mrs. B and I tied the knot.
And I mean this in the most positive way, but it feels like 40 years. Not 'cause it's been a drag, but because time has flown.
She and I have ridden a couple of roller coasters, and we've always finished the ride sturdier and stronger than when we climbed aboard.
Our first couple of anniversaries I tried to wax poetic. Not today. I have nothing to prove to anyone but her and me. We love each other. She sometimes annoys me. I sometimes annoy her. We laugh, we cry, we argue. We get over it. We're down like Bonnie & Clyde, minus the murder and bank robbery, of course.
I look forward to forty more years.
Now, if you'll excuse me, we're going to go celebrate.
BTW, I don't often single people out just for being nice. But I have to give special kudos to Monty AKA The CEO, for those of you who've read his knowledgeable comments on the economy under that moniker. Monty and I have never met in person. We have had extensive conversations online and via email. And I can say with a straight face that I've had deeper talks with him than I've had with some people I've considered friends for 10-years or more. So when I awakened this morning, what did find once I got wired? A card from Monty and his wife, wishing Mrs. B and me a happy anniversary. That my friends and frienemies is a good friend!