Well, I could write about Cheney’s hunting accident and the political fallout, but I’m sure everyone is just sick about the story.

I could write about Bush refusing to relent on letting an Arab country take over not one, but six of our seaports. But, I want to do some more research and make sure I have all my facts straight.

So, since today is Feb. 23, 2006 and it was ten years ago today that my now wife allowed me to escort her to a party, I thought that I’d write about us.

Cheryl and I were among the first guests at the party and we were the last to leave. We barely noticed that anyone else even existed. We still have days where we only see each other and don’t seem to notice that anyone else even floats near our existence.

She is the best part of my life — the best thing to ever happen to me — and I think every day, I fall more and more in love with her. Do we have problems? Sure, we do, just like everyone else does, but since we’re such good friends, we’re able to work them out.

Prior to Cheryl, I wasn’t really a long term relationship kind of person. Eight months was pretty much long enough for me. Then, came Cheryl. She is my sun and moon and puts the stars in the sky. Without her, I’d probably be a wreck, but with her, there isn’t anything I cannot achieve.

I sent her 10 red roses — one for every year — and the florist asked me if Cheryl reciprocates. I told her not in flowers. I don’t have roses or even carnations on my desk today, but I have magic drawers that are filled with clean underwear and socks and magic closets that fill back up with clean clothes on a regular basis. So, no, I won’t be getting flowers, but Cheryl tells me that she loves me on a daily basis more so than I could ever tell her.

So, in case you’ve forgotten, babe, I love you, more today than yesterday and less than tomorrow.

All My Love Forever,

Julie