Manda and I have two anniversaries. Today is one of them. Four years ago today, we began.

So. Here are 10 reasons I love Manda. (Please forgive the cheesiness and possible sappiness that will follow)

1. Her southern accent. She can get away with saying anything she wants, as long as there is a drawl to it.

2. The girl can dance. And I don't mean on tables or around poles. Though I'd be OK with that. :o) She's got more rhythm in her pinky than I have in my whole body.

3. She is methodical to a fault. Brushing her teeth consists of 10 steps. Tucking in her shirt consists of two steps per layer. Washing her hands consists of 8 steps. And on. And on.

3 & 1/2. Her thumb nails. She keeps them longer than the rest. I don't know why she does this. I've never asked her. But I don't care why.

4. She is magnetic. I am drawn to her.

5. She makes me feel safe. And not because she keeps a gun on her nightstand. (though that helps)

5 & 1/2. Her face when she finds something genuinely amusing. It lights up. Her eyes twinkle.

6. She folds my laundry perfectly. When I fold clothes, they end up wrinkled. When she folds clothes, they don't. It's almost like a hidden talent.

7. She is honest. If I ask her "do these pants make me look fat?" She will tell me if they do. And because she says it in her cute southern accent, it doesn't offend me.

7 & 1/2. Her sense of self. She knows who she is. And she is proud of it.

8. She puts up with my infatuation with Ellen DeGeneres. Seriously. You have no idea how much patience this requires.

9. She is beautiful.

9 & 1/2. She is open. She is uncensored. She just is.

10. She has no sense of direction. None. Nadda. Zero. Getting phone calls that start with "how do I get home from

here

?"... Only she doesn't know where

here

is.

Happy anniversary Babe.

Peace Out.