Today we celebrate Rachel ’s natal day .
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She ’s my helpmeet , my friend , my lover and a darn in effect Captain James Cook .
This last hebdomad I made a bedside table for her :
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That was fun to make . I just kind of wing it , drawing out the abstract of a individual leg on a circuit board , then cutting it out and using it as the template for the other two ramification . The pinched waist look more attractive to me than a simple unbent wooden leg design . It was a small tricky to assemble but came out okay with a little tweaking .
Rachel picked a board she liked from film on an image hunt , then I redesign it to look more attractive . The local forest is beautiful poppycock and I ’ve enjoyed hunting down pieces . This table is made from “ red cedar , ” which is n’t a straight cedar tree . Specifically , it’sCedrela odorata , a full cousin of mahogany .
One affair that always makes me cringe is when men advert to their wives as their “ unspoiled one-half . ” That ’s not only degrading to his situation , it also implies that each soul is only half an individual . Nope , we ’re each our own person , terminated and with our own unequalled orbit of influence and attainment . She homeschools the children , does the laundry and crap bully food for the kinfolk . I compose books , do the agriculture and bring home the Sir Francis Bacon .
Literally .
We have it away bacon .
When she ’s attain her emotional edge , I am a rock for her . When I ’m nonplus , she ’s an encourager . We ’re a squad and have taken the rough edges off each other over the years and grown closer as we invoke children and grow in our faith and cognition .
Happy birthday , my beloved . Glad we are walk this path hand - in - hand and that God put us together in a sacred compact .
You have steal my essence , my sister , my bride;you have slip my heartwith one glance of your oculus , with one jewel of your necklace . How delightful is your love , my sister , my bride!How much more pleasing is your dear than wine-coloured , and the redolence of your perfumemore than any spice !
