Today's our anniversary. We've been Mr. and Mrs. for 22 years and it was a smart move on my part.
Adam's a good man and a good husband and a good father.
Even after 22 years there are things I don't understand about him though. He likes to referee. Why would anyone like to referee? People yell at you. You do get a whistle; there's that. But people yell at you.
We like a lot of the same podcasts but he likes weird podcasts too. His repertoire includes but is not limited to First Mondays which is a podcast about the Supreme Court and Brock and Salk which is Seattle sports radio. I don't understand it. Literally, I have no idea what they're talking about.
I also don't understand Adam's willingness--no eagerness--to inconvenience himself to help other people. I would like to fancy myself as a person that is happy to help other people but I realize I'm a self-centered brat when compared to Adam.
Tonight he's going to help Robert with the Ruby Mountain Relay. Adam will stay up all night and sit on a dark country road and manage runners so Robert can get a little sleep. He does it because Robert is his friend/brother-in-law and he wants to help.
He's not normal.
But he's mine.
And I love him.