Mr. Malone, can we go back to Mexico & live off of guacamole for two weeks? Even forever? (Although, maybe we should pick somewhere a bit safer.)
What I do know about forever is this - it's you.
You are the peanut butter to my jelly, the wind to my sails, and the sugar to my spice. Love you to the moon and back. Thanks for making me the happiest Mrs. on the block, two years running.
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