e-cards 4ever!
Or at least e-cards 3ever. After 2020 (covid-19) and 2021 (funsies), I figured I’d keep this going. You get a lot more bang for your buck with a website than with a traditional card (even though some traditional cards are rather funny).
For your thirty-first birthday, I promise that any Music Dance Experiences or Waffle Parties you encounter will be less upsetting than on Severance.
I promise.
Thirty-one is going to be an adventure. I know it is only temporary, but moving to Nebraska for two months is no small thing. I’m proud of you for facing your discomfort and taking a risk. We are going to have so much fun together in the land of corn.
In an attempt to rig the deck in fun’s favor, however, I got you this birthday present. Well, us.
Two tickets for opening night, with all that jazz!
We have been together now for three of your birthdays. Really, we have been together for a few months longer than three of your birthdays. Just over forty months.
In that time, we have traveled to Carlisle and to Natchez, to Geneseo and to Charlottesville, to the Northern Neck and to West Virginia, to Bozeman and to Block Island.
We have crossed words, played gin, collected records, Wordled, Clerbed, Milo whispered, and Moch poemed.
We have packed and unpacked apartments, celebrated promotions and fretted unemployment, met relatives and split holidays, bunkered Covid and emerged victorious.
In short, in just forty months, we have become a family.
Mags, will you be my family?
While I desperately hope that you like your ring, a ring doesn’t make a family. So I’ve gotten us something, too.
I love you. Here’s to the Young-Wood fam.
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