Metal Meredith

I could write a book about Phil. After all, he is the one I picked to be by my side for the rest of time.

Tonight, we headed out to a men’s clothing store to buy Phil some nice work clothes. It isn’t that he wanted to be flashy, I think he just wanted to represent himself better in hopes of calling money toward him. The ‘creative look’ was no longer representing his role in his business. He has 2 other people to be the kooky creative ones now.

He must have tried on 15 things. Every time he came out of the dressing room, I got a little teary. He looked like such a man, such a grown up man. Where did my Phil go? Where was my silly college art student that I met and fell in love with? When did he turn into a handsome business man?

So Phil, even though I had a dream last night that Brian Williams was my new boyfriend, I was happy to wake up next to you this morning, snoring and all.

Happy Birthday to my best friend, my biggest fan, my nun-mun. I love you.