My wife’s birthday is today, and I thought I ought to celebrate that fact with some random observations.
A couple of weeks ago, she was talking about Nixon and the Checkers speech. When she met me, she didn’t know what the Checkers speech was, and she says it’s due to my influence that she does now. I don’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.
When she watches Dancing with the Stars, she’s always behind. The last episode this season was May 24, which she STILL hasn’t watched. The amazing thing is that she STILL doesn’t know who won. Heck, I don’t even watch the show and I know who won.
She’s a decent cook, but an excellent baker.
Her two favorite singers are in the adjacent sections of the collection: Alison Krauss and Diana Krall.
She was born in a small town in upstate New York and used to belong to the 4H Club. Sometimes, she still has that small-town sensibility, especially in contrast with my more cynical nature.
She was a teacher for a couple of years and left it to be in the insurance business. She got all sorts of designations, an alphabet soup of them. Then she quit her job, went back to college to become a teacher again, this time of English as a Second Language.
Her brothers are even taller than she is, and she is quite tall. When I shrink, she’ll DEFINITELY be taller than I am.
She’s one of the best, safest drivers I know.
She enjoys yard work.
It’s her stuff cluttering the office and the kitchen counter. That said, she’s much tidier than I.
She has a solid moral center.
If we’re at a party meeting new people, she is MUCH better at remembering names than I am. She’ll say at some point, “we should leave in 15 minutes,” and I dutifully get ready at the appointed time, only to stand around for an additional 10-15 minutes while she chats.
She’s better looking than I am, but I’m more photogenic.
Here’s a duet between Linda Ronstadt and Kermit the Frog. It’s also Linda’s birthday today (she’s 65), and I am also green.