Warning: This post contains mushy gushy expressions of love

If you're one of those people who can't stand overt affection, then maybe you should skip over this post...

...because this is my Ode to Brandon!

Call it a chemical cocktail of oxytocin, pheromones, and serotonin. 

Call it genetic programming for perpetuation of the species.  

Call it a culturally defined tradition.

Call it an inexplicable & uncontrollable gravitational pull.

Call it an all consuming fiery passion.

Call it a result of global warming (like everything else recently)

Whatever you call "it," I got it... and I got it bad. 

I Love You Hubby - you're the best guy ever.  Fo' realz.