can I have this dance....

For the rest of my life?

Happy Birthday to my "soul mate" that I didn't even have to go hiking in the Appalachians (or Argentina) to find. All I had to do was go for a long bike ride with you on a Saturday morning in May, 32 years ago, on a balloon tired bomber that I borrowed from a friend, and the deal was set.

Where did the time go and how did it go so fast? How can we be this old when we are this young inside? Whatever it is, it is good, and I will grow old(er) with you cause when I met you, you knew about "The Point" by Harry Neilson, you didn't care about fancy things and I am pretty sure you will still love me if I get an apron. Besides, I know all the words!

Happy Birthday my love!