Ode To A Great Husband
I can't thank God enough for ya,
You're quite the gift from the Lord.
I couldn't imagine life without ya,
I'm sure I would be very BORED.
For what would I do? And whom would I nag?
Who would allow me to be such a BAG?
Each day you do so much to show me you care,
and yet I can be such an ungrateful bear.
I wanted to say that although I don't show it,
I love ya to bits - I hope that ya know it!
Happy Belated Birthday to my dear husband.
posted by Helen Mueller at 2:08 AM
4 Comments:
Awesome.
I didn't even know Josh's number was up.
Happy birthday, holy guy.
strider says thanks!
Yeah, yeah. He's great. Okay, now that the world is aware of his wonderfulness, can we get something other than a tauntingly tasty looking cake?
Ogre? OGRE?????
First of all, not green. Nor smelly. Nor do I have strange little antenna things on my head that are supposed to be ears. Nor do I have warts. Nor do I like eating swamp bugs. And I certainly do not have a talking donkey in my livingroom. Rob may sometimes be an ass, but he's no donkey.
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