Providing a soapbox for the inherently cranky since 2005.
Monday, November 28, 2005
Love or mental instability?
Thirteen years ago today, JF and I were married in a beautiful outdoor ceremony. The wedding took place in a Gazebo, and the reception took place in a restored Victorian home. Thirteen years ago today, JF put his sanity into question, and married me anyway. It's been a long haul, but I wouldn't change 9/10ths of it. He's my best friend, my confidante. I love you, honey. Thank you for thirteen years of laughter, "boo bears", and squeeshes. Thank you for our wonderful daughter. Here's to fifty more.