My lovely spouse -- our tandem-stoking turbo boost, and the only person I've ever met with just the right set of neuroses to complement my unique set of neuroses -- turns the ripe old age of [REDACTED] today.
That's her over there in the upper right with the bald mutant. And above is a self-portrait she made for one of her graphic design classes. (Good grief, I hope I found the final-final-final version. There ain't nobody who revises, re-revises, and re-re-revises like my wife... except maybe me.)
Happy birthday, honey. It's been a great ride so far, and I can't wait to see what we'll find around the next turn.