Mom, I'm in Love.
And he takes very good care of me.
He laughs at my jokes. He reads me poetry, or housing sale ads.
His hands are capable, his heart is true and he makes the bed with me.
He fills my tank, he backs up my blog and updates my software. He changes all of the light bulbs.
I'm in love. Since 1982, when he first kissed me. Since the beginning, when we both knew we wanted to