Because, when he first asked me out, it was to a Zephyrs' game, and I said, "No," because he asked me out for a date for later on that same night.

Because, when he proposed to me, it was right after a game at Wrigley Field. The Cubs lost, 1-0, to the Braves. Andres Galarraga homered and Bobby Cox got tossed from the game.

Because, when we got married, he knew darn well it was a mixed marriage - he's a Cubs fan, I'm a Mets fan.

Because, at the Abita Brewpub the other night, I was watching a subway series game at Yankee Stadium and observed a Mets fan by the foul pole trying his hardest to influence a call that went against the Mets - the shot bounced off the base of the pole, but it bounced left instead of right. Grrrrrr...

Anyway, it is baseball season...



and today is Dan's and my seventh anniversary.

Oh, what a shpiel it's been. May there be many, many more acts - and innings - to come for us.

I love you, Dan!