Not Guitar Hero III champion,
not Body For Life winner,
nor eating your IQ in Rocky Mountain Oysters.
Today I do my best to celebrate Alicia's birthday, because this woman is amazing. I mean that in the true sense, in that I am amazed by her work ethic, her temperment, her love, her efforts, her drive, and her outlook. I mean that I step back and recount the times I've done things dumb enough to make me want to have an out-of-body experience so I can crotch-kick myself, and she just laughs at me and works through the rubble.
I think one of the keys to a great life is to never, ever stop growing as a person, and Alicia is doing that. She is never satisfied with one thing for too long, she wants to make something better, prettier, or peanut butterier. Her self-motivation is often my motivation. She never stops making me laugh, inspiring me, and almost pissing me off. She is perfect for me, and I am a happy, happy man.
This past year we did something that was both painful AND annoying: We made a budget. Alicia did the real work, hammering out numbers and spreadsheets, I just whined about why I couldn't lay on the floor and play with my shoelaces. But we did it, and she's driven our budget ever since. And the renovations in our home. And it's because of her planning and ideas that we are doing incredibly well, and living a life open to the influx of blessings, friendships, and travel two people who have contrary viewpoints to MTV's programming deserve.
Alicia, Happy Birthday! You are the best person I could have in my life, and someday, we both know that I will be the best person for you. I love being your houseband.
And now a word from the cat.
BRRROWR?
BROWR?
BROOOOOOOOORRROWR!
Mmmowr?
(scratch your eyes)
purr purr purr purr purr
[draaaaaaaaaaaaaag my f*cking claws down your expensive duvet cover because I'm an asshole]
mmmmmMRROOOOWRowrowwworrr?
[Poop, kick it on the wall]
Happy Birthday, Alicia! I'm doing the best I can, and you deserve better!
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