Happy Birthday My Nutmeg

September 10 1980. That is one of the most important days of my life, and yet I have no memory of it. In fact, up until 6 years ago, I had no idea it would be so important. That is the day my beautiful wife was born.




OK, maybe it was better that I didn't know her that day. I think a screaming baby would have sent me running!!!!!






Through the years growing up, Meg met so many people and did so many things that made her the wonderful woman she is today. I feel like I am the luckiest guy in the world. Since I didn't know Meg growing up, we have only had 6 years to make up for all of those wonderful experiences.






(See all of the muscle definition you lose from a few years as a dad!!!!!!!!)






In 28 years a pretty amazing woman has come forth. I am constantly amazed with my wife. She is the smartest, funniest, most beautiful woman in the world. I guess there is only on more thing to say:

(See, I told you fatherhood kills your physique!!!!!!!!!!)