It is a good day!

I swoon over quite a few gentlemen: Mr. Crowe, Mr. Doyle, Mr. McCann, and Mr. Ford, just to name a few. But there is only one person with whom I have chosen to spend my life, one person who knows me inside and out. She tickles me relentlessly. She charms me by playing Centrifuge Kitty and then cuddling our extraordinarily patient cat, by making up cheers in Japanese for Worldcon bids, and by being delighted with music made by hamsters. She amuses me to no end by being more femme than I am. She challenges my mind. She inspires me with her drive and determination in all aspects of her life. She is the starlight behind my eyes, the one whose hand I seek when we walk beneath the trees or bounce in giddy joy in front of a stage full of singing Newfoundlanders, and the one whose warm presence I seek at night.

She is my lifemate, and this is her day.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, solarbird!

Quote of the morning

solarbird, to me: "GOT YOUR HEAD! ... Your head is hard."