ON MAY 24TH. This is what I woke up to this morning. I had to check the calendar again. Yep, it's Rock's birthday. Usually by now I'm wearing my flip-flops. Today I'll wear my boots. And dumb me, I make this mistake every year, I put my geraniums out last week. They're dead this morning. Rock turns 61 today. He is the most healthy and hard-working man in the world. He is also a very sweet husband, always asking me what he can do for me. Last night after I climbed into bed I decided I was too cold. He got out of bed and went upstairs to get me another blanket. Then I decided I was too hot and needed the window opened a crack. He got out of bed and opened the window. Then I decided he had opened it too much. He got out of bed and fixed it the way I wanted it. Then he made sure I was tucked in good before he got to go back to bed. Gosh just writing this I sound to myself like such a Diva, but honestly this is what Rock is like.
Annual Autumn Letter: 2017
7 years ago