A Chocolate Birthday

Today is Beth’s birthday.
That’s my beautiful wife.
She’s turning 26.
She’s the best human I know.
She’s the funniest woman I’ve ever met.
She’s told me that the best present I could ever give her would be to fill up a garden tub with chocolate so she could bathe in it.
She’s going to open a bakery one day called “Sweet and Nasty.”

We went out to eat Saturday night. Beth’s pick. Here’s the one thing that matters when she’s choosing any restaurant we go to: “What’s the desert menu look like?” The main course is nothing more than a cumbersome means to the ultimate end…chocolate. But not just any chocolate. She spent this past week scoping out who makes the best chocolate desert in Charlotte. It’s true, I came home everyday last week to a list of 5 new restaurants and their desert menus.

All in all, she ate her weight in multiple layered chocolate cake topped with vanilla ice cream. It was a grand night.

She’s the best. Incredible. Gorgeous. I’m blessed. Happy Birthday, Beth!!

*pic by Sean Lyon