35....

Today, my dear husband, Marc, turns 35. Yep -- the big 3-5. He could be President now. He's halfway to 40.

Yes, sometimes, he still likes to eat like he's 16....



**That photo was actually taken back when he was a mere 29 years old. But, it definitely still represents Marc. The photo was taken at his most favorite pizza place in the entire world -- Chico's Pizza in the big ol' metropolis of Moses Lake, WA. It's in eastern WA state. Some very good friends, Doug, Melissa & Andrew, live up there. This particular pizza is an all-meat pizza topped with bacon.

But, he's still my Marc -- the Christian husband and father, the leader of our household, my greatest fan, the best earthly Daddy for Luke, the ultra-runner, the Taekwondo person heading for the big Black Belt, the ultra-conservative who can answer and defend nearly any political question, the man who enjoys eating fried foods and drinking copious amounts of Pepsi, the trivia nut who knows an incredible amount of useless information, and ultimately, my best friend here on earth.

Luke and I love you bunches, Marc!!!! Happy 35th!

And, just for a little fun on this blog -- here's a photo of Marc about two months after we met -- he was only 28 then. Has he aged a bit? Not too much....