Saturday, August 20, 2011

Dear Lee,

You make me smile like the sun, fall out of bed

  Sing like a bird, dizzy in my head

 Spin like a record, crazy on a Sunday ni-ight

 You make me dance like a fool, forget how to breathe
























Shine like gold, buzz like a bee...

OH! You make me smile.


Seven years is the medal anniversary. Get it? Medal? I made that up myself. Are you snarfing now? I know. This is why you married me. I promise you a lifetime of jokes such as this. Look forward to it!

Love,
Suz

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