Celebrate good times, come on!
Today is my eleventh wedding anniversary. Krys and I don't have anything planned yet, because of a lack of babysitters. We're thinking of going out to dinner tomorrow, but nowhere fancy because we're too poor. It will be nice to just get out of the house.
I don't have much to say about eleven years of marriage except that it has been wonderful. I was lucky enough to find the woman of my dreams pretty early on in life (we met when I was 21 and married when I was 23), and I'm just happy she deigned to talk to me lo those many years ago at Penn State. She knows how awesome she is, even if she constantly denies it, and I love her more every day. She just got a haircut, so I took her picture and told her I would post it so that everyone can see how beautiful she is:
See?
And you can say what you want about me - most of the time it's true - but if you say we DON'T have the most excellent wedding pictures EVER, then you are a sad, probably emotionally disturbed individual who needs to be put down like a rabid dog! I have spoken!
We didn't have a big wedding (eight people, including the best man and maid of honor, or nine if you include the minister, who looked but thankfully didn't sound like Tony Curtis), but we spent our money where it counted: on the photographs! Anyone recognize the site?
Anyway, it's been fun for these eleven years. If you love someone, tell them. It won't hurt, and it will do you a world of good. It got me somewhere I never would have contemplated going on my own, and I'm a better person for it.
Yes, I'm through being sappy. Links tomorrow, full of bad language and weird marginalia and naked museum guests and ghost ships and Teri Hatcher's sex van! You can count on me!
(By the way, we got each other presents. Occasionally we don't on the anniversary, but this year we did. I bought her a purse that looks like this, but without the buckle. Sorry, I can't find it on the site. She told me she wanted it last week, before you think I have some kind of bizarre gay fashion sense. She got me the NFL Sunday Ticket from DirecTV, because she is, as the guys at her work called her, "a good wife." It's awesome, by the way - I've had it twice before, and the years I didn't have it, it was like I had lost my arm or something.)
I don't have much to say about eleven years of marriage except that it has been wonderful. I was lucky enough to find the woman of my dreams pretty early on in life (we met when I was 21 and married when I was 23), and I'm just happy she deigned to talk to me lo those many years ago at Penn State. She knows how awesome she is, even if she constantly denies it, and I love her more every day. She just got a haircut, so I took her picture and told her I would post it so that everyone can see how beautiful she is:
See?
And you can say what you want about me - most of the time it's true - but if you say we DON'T have the most excellent wedding pictures EVER, then you are a sad, probably emotionally disturbed individual who needs to be put down like a rabid dog! I have spoken!
We didn't have a big wedding (eight people, including the best man and maid of honor, or nine if you include the minister, who looked but thankfully didn't sound like Tony Curtis), but we spent our money where it counted: on the photographs! Anyone recognize the site?
Anyway, it's been fun for these eleven years. If you love someone, tell them. It won't hurt, and it will do you a world of good. It got me somewhere I never would have contemplated going on my own, and I'm a better person for it.
Yes, I'm through being sappy. Links tomorrow, full of bad language and weird marginalia and naked museum guests and ghost ships and Teri Hatcher's sex van! You can count on me!
(By the way, we got each other presents. Occasionally we don't on the anniversary, but this year we did. I bought her a purse that looks like this, but without the buckle. Sorry, I can't find it on the site. She told me she wanted it last week, before you think I have some kind of bizarre gay fashion sense. She got me the NFL Sunday Ticket from DirecTV, because she is, as the guys at her work called her, "a good wife." It's awesome, by the way - I've had it twice before, and the years I didn't have it, it was like I had lost my arm or something.)
posted by Greg | 4:31 PM
7 Comments:
Hey, Multnomah Falls! Nice place to do it. Congrats to you and the missus.
Nik, you Oregon bastard, of course you were the first to visit. Yes, it's Multnomah Falls. We got lucky - it was early in the morning (before the ceremony, because we're wacky), and we thought it was going to storm. When we got out there, the sky cleared and everything went fine, except for the group of Japanese tourists who kept getting in the way. We tried to tell them we'd be out of there soon, but they just kept wandering into the shot. Finally they figured it out and it was smooth sailing!
Damn me not keeping your blog open at all times - I knew that one too! I actually drank a Guinness at the top of those falls (and then another on the way down) one time. Good times!
Congratulations on eleven years of marriage, and here's hoping you enjoy the next eleven just as much.
Greg- Congrats to you. Krys MUST be a good wife, as she puts up with your incorrigible self.
Really, happiness to you both.
Your wife IS beatiful. Congrats on 11 years of marriage.
How does she put up with you LOL
Best wishes for the next 60. :D
Argh! I'm always a day late with my kudos!
Thanks, all. Yes, we're trying to keep her in the dark about what a doofus she married. It's worked for this long - why not longer?
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