I pay tribute to you, mystery future spouse. On this Valentine's Day, I keep thinking WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU?! Not that I am in any hurry to tie the knot, but it'd be nice to know what you're up to. One day, this will be us, on exotic adventures around the world, traveling the world and spreading hope and peace and love and tolerance... I now pay tribute to your [hopefully] amazing sense of humor, the fact that you've put up with me to the point of marriage is a testament to that. I love your devilishly handsome smile and your boisterous laughter. Not to mention you are probably an awesome kisser and you love holding hands. Hopefully you speak French, hopefully you listen to good music, and maybe you can love tofu also. Perhaps, you are off on some peace-keeping mission to Sudan or something. Maybe you're on your mission (maybe we'll meet on mine...?) Or maybe you're sitting on the same college campus, contemplating the whereabouts of me. Maybe we'll discover each other's existence this year, maybe next year, maybe in 10 years. Or maybe we already have met. Either way, wherever you are, know that on this fateful night, I'll be thinking of you and only you.
PS. Watch out for killer baboons.
2 comments:
I wonder how Adam feels about having his face blacked out in the mystery spouse picture... oh, and "hormonally ravaged"?!! TMI!!!
Aw, that's a really sweet tribute. I remember thinking the same thing those last few Vdays while I was at BYU and having dating misadventures and wondering where the heck my Mr. was. Turns out he was in a different state. Go figure.
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