I know it's gross

but I really, really, really love my husband. And today's our seven-year (dating) anniversary*. (You're still allowed to celebrate such things once you get married, right?)

Truth be told, I am not so great at the wordsmithing when it comes to matters of the heart, but man, this guy is just the best. He is a man of integrity, a talented musician, a loyal friend, a gentle soul and a possessor of one sly sense of humor. And have I mentioned his beard? The beard is great.

Bee's knees. That's him.

Anyway, I may threaten him with murder on a regular basis, but I can't imagine my life without him in it. (So tremble in fear no more, honey!)

*Actually, I argue it's actually tomorrow, but Kyle is an unstoppable force in this dispute. Plus, hey, TWO days of romantic presents in a row! Can't complain about that.