You see, her birthday is July 30.
So, while I was obsessively opening and closing tabs, reading Tweets, writing posts, and tearing my hair out, she was turning 29. I think I might have gotten her a cake that she probably ate by herself.
Sorry about that, dear.
Once again, here it is, her birthday – it’s a big one this year – and I’m holed up in the office pecking away at a keyboard while she takes care of the Little Girl. While I can’t rightly neglect my duties here, I can use this platform to share just how much I appreciate her partnership, her support, and her love. For so many reasons, I am lucky.
Without her support, I couldn’t be doing what I do here at BN, let alone a 30-hour Blogathon over her birthday. She’s as important to the existence of BN as I am, or as any of you are. I consider her the sole member of the Board of Directors of BN. So, I reckon she deserves a thanks not only from me, but also from anyone who likes this community we’ve created on the back of her flexibility (that didn’t sound right).
Happy Birthday, Wife. You are the best, and we all appreciate it. Maybe next year MLB will move the Trading Deadline to mid-August.
(If you haven’t figured it out already, this is your birthday card, which I didn’t have time to go get. Best. Husband. Ever.)
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