7 Years of Wedded Bliss

There’s really not a lot Eric can’t do.
(Ok, so he can’t fix a toilet or a carburetor, but Obama probably can’t either.)

Yes he can…

Make me laugh at any moment - whether I’m in the mood to or not
Make a friend with just about anyone in the room
Make all of the girls fall for him, whether he realizes it or not (and regardless of their age!)
Listen intently and offer great advice and feedback
Make a mean baked tilapia
Win any debate (even when he’s wrong)
Speak impressively in public with ease; in such a way that everyone seems to listen
Communicate…effectively. I wonder what that’s like.
Compete in just about any athletic event
Remember all sorts of “fascinating” trivia
Tell you everything there is to know about the Nebraska Cornhuskers
Quote every single word of The Testaments and A Few Good Men
Sing Les Miserables and Red Hot Chile Peppers like nobody’s business
Kill everyone in Karaoke (with his singing AND dancing)
Shimmy in a way that makes the girls swoon
Build muscle out of nothing overnight
Be an example of superb dental health (flosses every night)
Impress the elderly with his beautiful olive skin
Do some thoroughly entertaining impersonations (ie. Relatives, Hulk Hogan, Rocky, Sean Connery, to name a few.)
Tease his brothers and closest friends relentlessly (take it as a sign of his love and affection)
Sympathize with others
Be lovable and sweet and charming
Love me unconditionally despite all of my many many faults

I feel unevenly matched with Eric in a lot of ways, but I’m just happy and humbled to have so many things to love and appreciate about my husband.

Love you babe. Thanks for the past 7 years.