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Happy Birthday Ted!!



It's my hubby's birthday. I struck gold when I found this boy - or as I tell him, when I married my stalker. He was a rather persistent boy and never gave up. He is very good to me and I really appreciate him.

He's a very funny character. His little habits and such either make me laugh, giggle, cringe or just plain mad. I tease him becaue of the big geek he is. He has so much information in that big lunk head of his, that when you ask him a question, you will get a ten minute dissertation before he finally gets to the plain, simple answer. He is hilarious when he tries to teach you something. Case in point, he was explaining to KayeLynn about her computer, and in order to explain the different sizes of information, i.e. megabite, gigabite, etc, he would get different sizes of ball and say "this is a megabite", then say something like the living room was a gigabite. He loves his props.

I love to travel with him. We travel very well together. Whether it be on a plane, a train, a car or a boat. He and I do well together. We just have fun.

He is extremely affectionate. He loves to kiss, to hold hands, to hug. But, on the other hand, when I am not in the mood (I get grumpy), he doesn't force the issue. He really knows how to deal with me and does a great job of it.

I just want him to know that I absolutely adore him. He is a great husband, even at his geekiest, most obnoxious state. I hope he has the best birthday ever!!

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