Sometimes I can be a little bit of a know-it-all. And I imagine that makes living with me difficult occasionally. I really try not to act like I am the Great Knower of All Things, constantly imparting my infinite wisdom.
Sometimes I really struggle with being seven years older than my husband. I pull gray hairs from my head and I see his under 30 smile and I wonder what he sees in me.
And very occasionally these two facts combine and create a perfect moment in time.
MQD was born in July of 1983. So when Billy Gibbons revealed a global truth to the world that summer … MQD had just been born. He was probably not listening to Casey Kasem’s American Top 40. So, it’s possible he doesn’t know that “Every Girl is Crazy ’bout a Sharp Dressed Man.” And I am not about to tell him.
Side note: MQD, it is not only your bowtie that had me weak in the knees this morning (or this 800 pound kid of yours I am lugging around in my innards.) But for the billionth time since we have moved in to our house I started to prepare to leave for work and the time had come to find my keys. And there they were. Hanging on the key rack. I am pretty certain I have never hung them there. So, lest you think it is only your “Clean shirt, new shoes…” that keeps me “runnin’ just as fast [ I ] can” in your direction… I’m not that shallow. I also love you for keeping track of my keys.
Excitement on the side 