“Do not adjust your TV set, we control transmission.” So said the narrator of the classic TV show “Outer Limits” in its intro just before taking you on some fantastic Twighlight Zone type of adventure involving space aliens or some other equally unbelievable tale. In a similar sense I have taken over this blog temporarily but what follows, while fantastic indeed, is the truth. I’ll return the blog to DixieLee forthwith, but please indulge me for a moment.

You see, I am ... Mr. Lee.

 Over sixteen years ago I met the girl of my dreams. She was as nice as any girl-next-door, smart as any Rhodes scholar, and more stunning than the kind of sunset that makes you stop and ponder the greatness of its Creator. She was practically perfect in every way. Now after fifteen years of marriage she has only managed to improve if not perfect every quality that I originally found so attractive.

 She is the example of a Godly woman to our daughters, a mother who knows sacrifice, yet graciously, steadily and selflessly fulfills her calling, and a wife who’s true beauty regularly reminds me to thank God for His providence.

 Me… I have been a work in progress all along, but thanks to her consistent encouragement, support and unfailing love, there might be hope for me after all. In fact, I think we are on the verge of a great adventure together and there’s no one I’d rather have at my side. Together, I believe we can do anything.

 According to the experts the appropriate gift for a fifteenth anniversary is crystal. I have searched high and low for a meaningful gift of crystal, but you see we are simply not stemware collecting types. Alas, the most appropriate gift seems to exist only in fairy tales, for if princesses really wear glass slippers then nothing short of that will do, unless of course there exists crystal cowboy boots.

  DixieLee writes so eloquently and humorously about her family. I thought perhaps it was fitting for her to enjoy the spotlight on this occasion.

I love you honey, happy anniversary! Now don’t forget to change your password!

I now return you to your regular programming.

Mr. Lee