this is the boy i fell in love with.

first, of course, i hated him. he was cocky, sarcastic, reckless, wasteful, spoiled, and scary.

then, i loved him.

i think i though i could reform him (don't we all, girls?) but soon that crooked smile and the hazel eyes and the smell of bryll creme on his hair won me over.

it's been a ride, baby. 43 years together. and i haven't reformed you much...

but that's ok.


somewhere inside of this old man is the bill cosby imitator i laughed at so hard. that's the secret...we've laughed soooo much.

i love you, crazy man.