Mawage, it's what bwings us togetha...

This year is our 8th together (next month...it's the pottery/bronze anniversary...maybe I'll get him some bronzed pottery).

And I just wanted to throw out there that I love that Jeremy can still love me after I smack his bottom so hard it echos and makes his bottom red (and all of this happens when he is au natural in el bano and in the shower-o, so water splashes everywhere, too, which makes it more fun, but I really shouldn't talk about it because it makes Jeremy shy...oh wait...I'll just have to hope he forgives me, since I really can't help myself...).

That's true love, folks.

Come rain or shine, if your marriage can withstand some good, hard rear smackage, you are doing pretty well (...I think I'll embroider that and hang it on the wall in my living room...).

I'm just sayin'...