The three hundred and seventh thing I love about us is how often the way I'm so ridiculously lucky sneaks up on me and startles me. I'll never get over the glowing surprise I feel, almost every day, to be so loved.
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Happy Birthday Again!
I know we had that great big late-birthdays-for-everyone deal last week after I realized we missed your birthday at the start of this month,...
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Sometimes I am kinda a bum, I know. And sometimes I look at your bum, You know? For sure, it's true I nap a lot, But it's also true ...
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Dang! My girlfriend did THREE bloggings in a row ... and two of them were poems! Meanwhile I barely ever write poems because I kinda suck at...
You need to stop being surprised! I've been here a while now you know and I'm not going anywhere! : D
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