Happy Birthday, Love of my Life

Today, November 2, is Laureen’s 40th birthday. I got her the sexiest gift I could find–a new clothes dryer.

Before you clonk me on the head for being “that type of husband,” please understand that our current dryer has a cycle of approximately 4.3 weeks for a load of jeans. There’s heat. There’s lint. There just isn’t dry clothes. It sounds like it’s about to explode out of the laundry nook, walk over to the railing on our second floor, and commit machinicide, leaving behind a “goodbye cruel world” written in a cursive twisted dryer vent hose.

So, the biggest challenge for laundry is “time”. If I can save Laureen (or me; I do laundry as well) time, that’s more time for us to spend together.

Pretty good gift, huh? Or at least good rationalization.

Happy Birthday, Laureen. I love you and the life we have together.