Before I go to sleep (hopefully) I would like to dedicate a wee post to my husband. This man suffered last-minute-cake-getting-stress, a really bad flu, a general boredom of parties and pathological fear of Karaoke for me.
When I sang him those two incredibly cheesy love songs ("Dream a little Dream of Me" and "Crazy For You" for the record), I meant every word. Seriously.
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