Mrs. Lott is the best thing I have going. Fifteen years or so ago we met, got romantic, and have been battling like angry honey badgers and falling deeper in love ever since.
She is an unstoppable force. If you try to slow her down, she will run you over. But she is so sweet you won’t mind much. If you’ve spent anytime around us you know what I’m talking about.
We’ve settled into a pretty great life lately. She cooks, I do the dishes. That sort of thing. It’s likely that without her I would be a bloated nightclub bartender with aching joints, staring into the abyss of an ever younger crowd of deviant millenials.
So thanks Mrs. Lott for sticking around another year.