Thank you, Mr. Stern

Words I would have sworn would never part my lips, did just that. And here I sit, with happy thoughts of love and bliss, all thanks to this man. Howard Stern. Yes, the radio guy. Don’t judge me yet.

PG (Phil Guy, my husband) is a fan of Howard Stern. Don’t judge PG yet. While he doesn’t support the vulgar Stern show stuff (stuff that I would surely turn my nose up to), PG swears that Howard Stern is a fantastic interviewer. Years ago, when Howard Stern went off of regular radio and switched to satellite radio, PG approached me about getting the set up for Sirius Radio in his car . . . so he could listen to Howard Stern. “You’ve got to be kidding me?” I think, was my first response, “I listen to NPR. Seriously? Stern?” But after realizing that this man of mine really doesn’t ask for that much out of life, and recognizing that he has a long commute to and from work (and this is one thing that would really make his commute a little bit more pleasant), I agreed. So, he has spent the past few years enjoying Howard and his show, both back and forth to work.

Often I’ll receive a phone call from PG during said commute with something like, “Honey, you’ll never believe it. Howard is interviewing [insert interesting person name here] and it’s fantastic!” PG will go on to share some bit or piece from the interview with me, and I have to admit, what PG tells me is always interesting.

This morning, I received another one of those calls from PG. “Honey, I’m listening to the most fantastic interview on Howard right now,” he said. This time, he caught me off guard, though. “He’s interviewing (some comedian who I can’t remember) and he (the comedian who I can’t remember) started talking about his life and how he is, for the first time in his life, in a committed relationship with someone,” PG said, “and honey, I just want to tell you how much I love you.”

Seriously.

And that wasn’t all.

For a brief moment, it’s as if words in my own mind drifted out and flew 35 miles away into PG’s mind, where he spoke them all back to me. Words like . . . Blessed. Love. Happy. Family. Committed. Happy. Time. Love. Adore.

I know that my husband loves me, and he does tell me time and time again. But this morning, thanks to Howard Stern, my husband told me just how much our life, our home, our relationship, our years, our togetherness, our time, and our family means to him.

And I was speechless. . . and that doesn’t happen very often.

God Bless Howard Stern.

Ladies . . . get your husband satellite radio. You’ll be so happy you did.
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