the man of my dreams…
was here to celebrate 12 years of being there for me this week. Since our anniversary fell on a weekday we just did a tiny road trip to celebrate last Saturday. He took me to Chattanooga for breakfast and we stopped in a record shop before turning the car around. Here are a few pics from the day.
I’ve bragged the B up on here before so it’s no doubt everyone knows how great he is. I try to tell him how much he is appreciated all the time. I never take for granted how fortunate I am. I love ya B. You are as near to perfect as a soul could be.
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