...I married SWWBO, and then got on an airplane to go to Kuwait for a sabre-rattling exercise.
Back then, she was a computer geek for Sprint or Birch Telecom, I don't remember which. Then she morphed into a computer geek for Cerner Corporation... then Cerner did her the favor of firing her for being too old for their young, hip, not-customer-service-focused workforce. Heh. It's bad when your mother is better at what you do than you are, isn't it kiddies? *Especially* when it comes to client interface?
No matter - now SWWBO is "Farmer Gurl!" and a budding photographess.
I've had *three* 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th anniversarys. I've only had one 7th, 8th, 9th, and now, 10th anniversary.
As SWWBO observed, it was Debbie's and Julie's job to keep me off the market until she was ready for me.
Good thing.
Og, this pic's for you, because I know you can't stand the sappy posts. But the subject of the sappy posts are what facilitates pictures like this...
Keep that in mind, boys and girls.
Luv ya, babe.
Update: Becuz' I *know* you're dying to know... what'd I get SWWBO for the anniversary? Well, it wasn't tin, or aluminum. No, actually I went back to the traditional 6th anniversary item, iron. A drag harrow. Hey, I'm the guy who got her a black rifle for Christmas, right?
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