Brave new Hallmark world

Valentine's day card

     Now that we are married, a whole new world of Hallmark cards has opened up to us.  We gave each other Valentine cards from the "To My Wife" section.  Ever since I dwindled into a wife at a very young age, I have not wanted to be called anyone's wife.  Now, with Judy, it is different.  It's only a little surprising, and not at all disturbing,  to be called a wife. It's more like something new that I will get used to.  I  now refer to Judy as  "my bride" rather than "my partner."

Another version

     Of course, we want to claim all the the rights and privileges of marriage, including the all-important right to grouse about your spouse.
    For my birthday this year, we followed our tradition.  Judy ordered a special chocolate cake, and we celebrated with cake and tea.  I got to talk to my sons and daughters-in-law and each of my grandchildren, plus many other family members.  At Roxie's tea, it is the tradition to sing "Happy Birthday" in  harmony to the tune of Hyfyrdol.  As they sang to me, I soaked in the rich sound of the voices of those bright, strong women.
   I smiled at the card from Sheila that welcomed me to the Wonder Years-- as in "I wonder where I put my glasses? I wonder where I parked the car?" And from Florrie, the one that said, "This could be the year you start blurting out your ailments to perfect strangers  as in "I can't wear those shoes.  They hurt my bunions."Judy found a birthday card in the "Wife-Humorous" section.  
     But I am over sixty-five, not over eighty-five.  Sixty-five is different from eight-five, isn't it?  Or did I already ask you that?

New kind of birthday card