My Favoritest Birthday Present Ever

I was frantically searching for my W-2s the other day, and did not find them.  (Have you seen them? What about my passport? No?)

What I did find, however, was the gift Ish gave me for my 35th birthday. Last year. When I turned 35. Which I say three times because I can't believe I'm in my 30s let alone nearly my "late" 30s.

ANYWAY.

My husband re-wrote the words to Cole Porter's "You're The Top" for me. And then he sang his version to me, in front of his family. It captures him, and me, and us, and makes me as happy as anything ever could.

And so, in the middle of March, for no reason whatsoever, I give you his "You're The Top." Which I will wait until JULY to publish, in honor of my 36th birthday.

You're the top!
You're a cappuccino
You're the top
You're a glass of pinot
You're a YouTube clip of a prison's "Thriller" dance
You're the Twilight Saga
You're Lady Gaga
You're DJ Lance!

You're the top!
You're the oh-ten Lakers
You're a loaf
From the Model Bakers
I'm a broken nail, a fail whale, a sop,
But if baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!

You're the top!
You're Iron Chef Batali
You're the top
You're the Napa Valley
You're a video
Of a classic 80s song
You're a club called Wee-Burn
You're Justin Bieber-n
You're Donkey Kong!

You're a slice
You're a Lotto winner
You're the price
Of French Laundry dinner
I'm a Nick Cage flick that the critics pick to flop
But if baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!

You're the top!
You're a neat Manhattan
You're the lamp
Where they kept Aladdin
You're a grand-slam homer
That splashes in the Bay
You're the Dalai Lama
Barack Obama
You're Tina Fey!

You're divine
You're the Roman Senate
You're the heart
Left by Tony Bennett
I'm a sucker who awaits the other shoe to drop
But if baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!

You're the top!
You're a spicy chile
You're the top
You're Groundskeeper Willie
You're the bubbles fizzing
Inside my champagne
You're a  pork burrito
A tiny Speedo
You're Michael Caine!

You're theplot
In a Coben novel
You're a nut
On my Belgian wavvle
I'm an also-ran, a tomato can, a blop
But if baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!