Thirty-two is super duper.

Ode to Bradford

Happy THIRTY-SECOND to the love of my life.

For your 32nd year, I vow to give you smooshes and kisses every day, amuse you when you are bored at work, cheer you up when you are stressed, not complain when you golf all summer, work on my massage technique, put my laundry away in a timely fashion, and use less jalapenos. xoxo