Let me preface by saying, that I really truly have the best husband in the whole wide world. For reals. No lie.
We have been together for 26 years (November 6th, 1983 is the day we met), and he has done nothing but treat me like a queen. Better than I ever deserve. If I wished it, he would make it happen.
You need a car cause yours is piece of crap and we can't keep it running? Drive my other one. Sure it's a completely restored 1969 Mustang Fastback, and your friends at school can't believe I am letting you, but go ahead honey, you drive it.
You want a fur coat because they are all the rage right now? It was a beautiful faux gray rabbit fur.
You've always wanted an Afghan Hound dog? Her name was Princess and we loved her.
And then we got married. I joked that he had to marry me because he would take a loss on his investment.
Of course, as with many a young married couple, we had our lean years. Very lean years. Years that our big splurge was a frozen pizza for Sunday football watching. Or our big night out, was to dinner at the Wendy's salad bar.
Now, in our stage of life, and after his careful diligence we can finally allow ourselves a few indulgences. And I must say, he still treats me like a queen.
You want to see Yankee stadium before they tear it down? That trip to NY was a memory of a lifetime. I cried when I walked into the stadium.
You've been my wife for 25 years? A beautiful diamond necklace you shall have.
The list could go on and on.....
This year I mentioned I only wanted one thing for Christmas. For the room that I have been planning on, saying I would do, would actually get done.
Friends, I welcome you to my own little New York Yankees clubhouse:
The last blank wall has a collage of posters and pictures, just waiting on frames. It's gonna be cool though. I can't wait to post those. Babe Ruth and Lou Gehrig. Reggie Jackson. Derek Jeter. The old Stadium. Jorge Posada and Mariano Rivera. This year's World Series Celebration. It's freaking awesome. And if you have ever been to the original stadium, this is how the concourse was painted. Yankee blue on the top half and the pinstripes down the bottom. The room is more than I could have ever imagined. In addition to the frames we are waiting on, I also have some NY bedding coming in the mail. So.cool.
As I watched him over the past couple of weeks take on this HUMONGOUS project, I have realized how much more I love this dude. He treats me better than I deserve, he shows more love and respect to me than I could ever repay him. Each time I walk down the hall and I see my room, I get goosebumps. Not just the NY logo that does it for me, but because of what went into the room. Him. Splenda. My whole freaking world. That room represents how much he loves me. It just doesn't get any better than this.
To quote a Yankee icon (with one word changed):
"Yet today I consider myself the luckiest woman on the face of this earth."
Lou Gehrig 1903 - 1941
1st basemen, jersey 4
Thank you so much Splenda Daddy!