I know you will never read this, but I just want to take a moment and really, truly give you the props you deserve.

I couldn't have married a better man if I'd somehow dreamed him up and made him real by some kind of Dr. Frankenstein-esque means.

You're the only one I wanna veg out and watch PBS with. You're the best person to take to a rock show. You never make fun of me when I get really, really geeky. And you don't get mad when I tease you for doing the same. You always do the driving 'cause you know how much I don't wanna, and you think my cat is the best cat that ever lived.

Baby, you rock for so many reasons.

One year down, many to go. Love you.