The best years of my life

My wife and I celebrated our 24th wedding anniversary this weekend. She's still gorgeous. Me ... not so much.

She bought me two presents which is cunning because no matter what I bought her, she had me one upped. Her presents to me: a blown up framed picture of the book I wrote and a canoe for our lake. It was the second gift that left me a bit puzzled. She's been begging me to get her a canoe for years and now she buys me one? It reminded me of the time I bought my mom a football when I was twelve. Every day during that summer, I'd yell, "Hey Mom, can we borrow your football?"