My very favorite drinking buddy

Nine years ago today, I took the very wise action of marrying the beautiful woman you see snuggled up against me here. I didn't know how blissfully happy I could be until I met you, honey. And I don't just say that because I'm pleasantly buzzed on the Koningshoeven Quadrupel Trappist Ale that you bought me for Father's Day. Nor because of the really great collection of microbrewery pint glasses you got me. Or because you cleaned me up when I failed to pace myself at the Draught House that night and barfed all over our bedroom while you were eight months pregnant, and you didn't divorce my sorry ass.

I say that because you are my best friend in the whole world, and every day I'm with you is pure joy. I love you, and the beautiful kids we've produced, and all the great times we've had together and will have together. I can't imagine how my life could be any better. Happy anniversary.