You Can Tell Everybody That This Is Your Card

Happy anniversary, my love.

We’ve done a lot of walking and worn a lot of shoes in the six years we’ve been together, but these shoes from this day — always my favorite.

I’m sorry I didn’t get you a card. Did we have any idea when we got married what a whirlwind our lives would become? And that we would have no free time and be bad at planning stuff and basically be living life flying from one thing to the next? I certainly didn’t. “After this, things will calm down.” False.


I love that dress so much, and you looked so amazing. You look lovely every day, but that day really took the cake. And doughnuts. And cookies.

You have made my life so much better, and are so supportive of all of my fangirling, even if I’m not always the best about dividing my attention. You even agreed to a Star Wars theme for part of our special day. Who does that? You do. And you are amazing.

So I’m sorry that I didn’t get you a card, since my free time during the week was spent writing, doing pod prep, dealing with plumbing business, and trying to do laundry to prep for Iceland in the middle of our busiest season at work. And also reading fanfic, because please see above regarding “bad at dividing my attention.” And then on the weekend, we hate to spend any time apart, because we are those people.

You made a day I was sort of low-key dreading because my father wouldn’t be there one of the best days of my life. He would have loved you.


He would have loved your sass, your wit, and, most importantly, your all-encompassing love for his daughter, the giant nerd.

And he probably would have wondered how I landed such a hottie.


I also wonder that.

You’re my protector, my biggest fan, my best girl, and my occasional makeup artist.


So I’m sorry our lives were so hectic that I didn’t get you card, but I hope this blog will do.

We’ve certainly had our share of rain, but there’s no one else I’d rather be under the umbrella with.


Here’s to the next two…hundred.0937

I belong with you, you belong with me. You’re my sweetheart.1091




Today is three-year anniversary of my first date with Chris. It was almost derailed by a violent allergy attack, but a nap and some Aleve saved the day. We went to our favorite Vietnamese restaurant and…both got Thai food.


Yesterday we saw another wedding venue possibility. Before the appointment, we agreed it was a formality because we loved the other place so much…and then we loved it. Loved it. When we started this search, I wondered if we would be able to find a place. Now we love two and have a difficult decision. It’s a good problem to have.

We went for a bike ride the past two Saturdays. I liked it so much, I bought a fancy pair of bike shorts to make my ride a little easier.

We went to two birthday parties this weekend, and Chris’ uncle replaced some burned-out lights on my car.

Trapped by presents!

Bob’s Garage even provided a grape soda and a coupon for post-work ice cream!

What does all this other business have to do with our first-date-iversary? Well, I’ll tell you. All of this — this life that I find myself in that I’m so happy with — it all started that day. It was a good day.

Read more about our first date and how it came about here.