Just one of those coincidences that we’re on POTUS #45 and my spouse and I are celebrating our 45th wedding anniversary today. Simple people, we’re honoring our people by observing the traditional meal of pizza and a salad. The salad will be made in the kitchen but the pizza will be a Papa Murphy’s Garden Veggie Delite (thin crust). This is our first takeout pizza since March, when the rona sheltering began. Pie for dessert will follow.
She’s made me a much better person with her intelligence, empathy, and passion for social justice and reading. I hope she got something from me for her troubles. I love her, enjoy her, and I’m grateful for her, though I’m shit at showing those things.
Happy anniversary, honey buns.