It’s my anniversary. But apparently, due to our upcoming vacation-that-probably-won’t-happen-and-I-blame-the-president we are celebrating my birthday today. On my wedding anniversary.
I cannot let today sneak by without some kind of parade of sorts, even if it just happens here on my little old blog. Because 14 years is something to jump around about, you know? And he, that man of mine, the one I usually can’t get enough of and choose over our kids every single time (they hate it), he makes me want to buy Hallmark cards, write Hallmark cards, and reinvent the cliche one sappy poem at a time–I will spare you this year’s potentially inappropriate anniversary limerick.
Instead, here is a parade of wedding photos. Best day of my life, hands down. A big massive thank you to our parents and family members for making such a wonderful day happen, it was beautiful and so full of love I still can’t contain the hot spot in my heart when I look at these. This right here was the first day of the rest of my life, finally scanned onto the computer and retouched a bit. Pre-digital photography, you know.
Jason my love, if you ever check my blog and happen upon these photos, thank you. Thank you for the best 14 years of a girl’s life, for every dish you’ve washed and diaper you’ve changed, for hardly ever making me take the trash out and mowing the lawn every week without being asked even when I wanted you to hang out with me instead. Thank you for being the responsible one, the cute one, the guy who still looks great in a pair of jeans going south. I still love the sound of your car pulling into the driveway and still want to fix my makeup before I bring you lunch.
Baby, you are the real deal. Happy anniversary.