Seven Years Later. . .
So, seven years ago tomorrow, some crazy woman made the unalterable mistake of standing next to me, in front of our friends and family, and saying “I do.” Now, I could sit here and wax poetic about our marriage, and how everything is always perfect, but nobody wants to hear that. We have arguments, we have disagreements, we make up, and we eat.
You know we eat.
That’s all well and good. I’m just happy that we are still together after 12 years, including 7 years of marriage.
So, we usually go away, but instead this year, we’re taking a stay-cation, and cooking our way across the weekend. While we did go to Great Sage on Friday night, I am spending my time with my beautiful blonde bride, and so, have very little to post today.
I may have extra next week, and, if I’m bored, I might put extra up this week, but for now, content yourself with wedding pictures, that I still make it a point to look at from time to time. . .
Also, as I’m just a big pile of love today, tell me your love stories. I promise not to admit to crying. . .