Once upon a Blue Moon

He noticed my involuntary shivers as we were getting ready for bed and he quietly disappeared as I began brushing my teeth. Just as I had pulled on a pair of socks and climbed under the comforter he reappeared, arms full of cozy rice bag warmers. He tucked them in beside me and then climbed under the covers himself.

"Tomorrow is a blue moon," he said as he gazed out the window. "Do you know what a blue moon is?"

Of course I didn't. I had decided early on in marriage to leave all scientific facts and information up to my sweetheart.

"When there are two full moons in a month the second one is called a blue moon. A blue moon only happens once every two years. A blue moon on New Years Eve is even more rare, happening every 20."

And then it dawned on me that men like him don't come along once in a blue moon. He is much, much more rare.

here's wishing you

a very magical blue moon