It's my brother's birthday today. Happy Birthday, brother.
I am so geeked about the gift Sawblock and I got for him. I've been restraining myself for weeks (yes, weeks) wanting to brag to y'all about this gift we came up with--actually, it was Sawblock's idea. One more day! I'll tell 'ya tomorrow, 'cause I don't think he's opened it yet.
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It was MOPS day again today. One thing I can be sure of, MOPS meetings always make me think. Today our subject was "Finding the Hero in your Husband," so, of course, after the speakers were through, talk at our table turned to husbands, and I found myself, once again, reflecting on what a great husband I have. It's true he's not perfect, but neither am I. I don't think I would want a perfect husband, because that would make me feel that much more inferior. He loves me unconditionally (even though sometimes I don't see how he could), and he does his best to make me feel valued and cherished and protected. Every day. I don't know if it was luck, skill, or destiny, but my hubby most definitely ranks at least in the top 95th percentile for husbands. Love you, hunny. Thanks for being my hero.