Happy Valentine’s Day!
I’ve hijacked your blog because I want every one to know how wonderful you are. Your boundless kindness, true beauty (inside and out), sharp intelligence, and endless capacity to love make you amazing and make me (and Lucy) very lucky. We appreciate you so much, and you really carry this family…will you be our Valentine?
As part of today’s celebration love, I feel compelled to include a brief story of how I proposed to you (for the benefit of your readers since you were there, of course). I hope you don’t mind.
Love, The Bubba
An excerpt from The Bubba’s Memoir:
The City of
October 27 –
Last Wednesday I flew down to
Liz and I got married 8 months later, and 3.5 years later things have only gotten better and better…
Q: What has 2 thumbs and is exceptionally lucky in Love?
A: The Bubba.
Photo 1: Smooching at the Eiffel Tower after the "official" proposal
Photo 2: This is right before I asked Liz to marry me. Her video camera had just run out of tape, my camera battery was dying, and we both felt broken after walking up about a cazillion steps. Despite the weariness, the moment felt perfect.