For My Birthday, Picture This

Darrin has this knack for finding the world's most perfect cards for me.  Not sure how he does it.  Since he leaves the house pretty early some mornings, my card today was waiting for me by the coffee maker - a place he knew I would find it.  (The present he got me, however, was hiding in the barn, on the passenger side of the "porn boat" - a 1977 glitter brown Avenger ski boat that our friends named for us because of its appearance.) 

This week has been so stressful (I know - you're probably getting tired of hearing that from me, but I swear this job was not nearly as stressful BEFORE THE RECESSION).  Seriously, if it weren't for planning dinner out tonight and securing a babysitter (thanks Mom!), I may have even forgotten it was my birthday at all. 

Anyway, Darrin's card was just what I needed.  He even drew a little guy on a bicycle.  The card says:

Picture This:

You and I, years and

years from now,

cruising along some coastal

highway with the top down,

stereo blasting,

the wind whipping our hair.

Whatever we want to do,

we do it.

No agenda, no schedule,

nobody else

to worry about.

We travel the country,

buying silly T-shirts

and sending postcards,

stopping at tiny

roadside cafes

in search of the

world's best blueberry pie.

No hurry.  No rush.

Relaxing in the comfort

of a lifetime

of companionship.

You and I . . .

lovers, friends, partners

on this road of life.

Happy Birthday. 

I love my husband.  I love my family.  I love my friends.  Even with all the stress, my life is a good one and I am blessed.  It is a happy birthday.