Thursday, February 14, 2008

To Therese: A Valentine's Day Post

I married Therese Marie Fitzpatrick back on June 1, 1991. That's her cleaning out my ears with her tongue just after the ceremony. That was 6,102 days ago, and even if I subtract the time I spend looking for my shoes that she hid under the bed, replacing batteries when she doesn't turn off the car lights, and being subjected to noise pollution when she simultaneously vacuums the tile and talks loudly to her mom on the phone, that still leaves approximately 2,800 days of marital bliss. Love you darling, even if you're still as squirrelly as ever.


Unknown said...

You do know we consider her the sane one in the marriage!

Anonymous said...

Scary, isn't it?

Sue said...

Michael love, you've gotta work on your 'sweet nothings'.