one year's worth.

happy anniversary.
that's what you're supposed to say to someone,
when the annual measured mile-marker of matrimony
rolls back around again on the calendar.
well, friends,
today's the day.
it's my anniversary.
more specifically,
it's our anniversary.
jessica and i.
today.
it's the first anniversary of our wedding.
...so,
start sayin' that sh!t.
one year's worth of oft-harmonious,
sometimes hegemonious,
but never parsimonious post-nuptial partnership.
one year's worth of hugs and kisses from my mrs.
one year's worth of time,
and energy,
and active participation.
one whole year's worth of home improvements,
self improvements,
and improved domestic blissfulness.
a whole year already.
already, already.
enough, already?
sorry duders.
today's the day.
and enough is never enough.
one day sums up one year sums up one relationship.
what i mean is:
it's a good day.
get it?
yeah.
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happy anniversary.
it's both of those things.
and that's the telltale sign of
a double-dose of dopeness.
twice as much awesome as the national average.
it's not just the big day,
it's a mutha-b!tching happy one, too.
i am grateful for the time i have been given.
i am grateful for the one who spans it with me.
and i am super-grateful that my time-lapsing
life-traipsing better-half is also a turbo-hot,
super-talented, remarkable, sparkle-magical
co-conspiratorial collaborator.
this whole month goes all the way to eleven.
starting today.
and that's a pretty fitting pretty picture.
sitting pretty,
to eleven.
together, even.
i presume your congratulations.
i'm kind of like that;
never quiet, never soft.....