Tonight's Poet Corner: Introspection
Well. The second-to-last deadline week for Yearbook has come and gone. Now only one deadline and fewer than one hundred pages stand in the way of production being completed. But I don't want to talk about that. Or the other annoying and stressful things that happened at work. Instead, I'm just gonna gush about my wife. Arden turned twenty-seven today. We had a really nice, casual evening: I made dinner, we watched The Great British Bake Off on Netflix, she opened presents, we ate cake. I was happy that she appreciated both gifts I got her, as I was unsure about one of them. I try not to surprise Arden when it comes to birthday or Christmas gifts much - she likes to know what she's getting, though I can get away with a surprise candy bar or pot of flowers on non-holidays. But it worked out, and now she's enjoying her new Instax camera. I have celebrated seven of Arden's birthdays with her, whether it's in person or over the phone or on Skype. We met when sh