It’s my wife Krissy’s birthday today, and she is as fantastic as ever, and I am as flummoxed as ever about how I’ve managed to be able to live my life with someone who is as clearly and obviously fantastic as she is. Of course, I understand this is what every smart husband says publicly about his wife, but seriously, people, I don’t think you understand. When people meet the both of us, and then Krissy later excuses herself for whatever reason, as soon as she is out of earshot, every single person says to me something along the lines of wow, you sure did luck out, pal. It would be annoying if I didn’t agree entirely. I suspect in a past life I must have saved a dozen infants or so from a burning orphanage and then raised them as my own children. So to the past life me who gave me such awesome relationship karma: Dude. You rock.
If you desired to offer my wife birthday wishes, I would not look askance upon it.