It was our anniversary last Saturday.
I've been married to the above fellow for seven years.
Huzzah.
Proof we were meant to be:
This year both R and I independently classified a particular cough syrup's taste as a combination of black licorice and death. As far as I know, we are the only people to do so. I'm thinking that means something, yes?
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
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7 comments:
I am so pleased I got to hear that story first hand. And yes, you and Ryan amaze me. Two of the funniest people I know, married? It is a beautiful thing.
too cute! your words and his face! gaaa! thats a good looking man you got there lady! but hey hes got a good deal himself! congrats to you both on keeping love alive!
That's awesome!
Congratulations! Happy 7... and many more!
happy years!
Congrats! and yes, that is indeed uncanny. Meant to be for sure.
Yay for anniversaries and your first seven years. That's so wonderful. I love, love and love that you have love.
Hahah, I'm a cornball.
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