|picture circa 2007|
This is not your regularly scheduled program. This in fact, is a scheduled post.
While you are reading this, I am somewhere in the mountains of The Catskills taking a mini-vacay with my loved ones, devouring on grilled pineapples and sloshing copious amounts of alcohol. We are celebrating our 4th wedding anniversary and it's time for me to go all nostalgic on my anniversary's ass.
It has been an adventure, a fun adventure. A four year long adventure that feels like one. It's amazing how comfortable we have gotten with each other, given up on each other about things that we both know we cannot outgrow and how we still manage to finish each other's sentences.
The first time we met, we did just that. Finish each other's sentences. I did fake some things though. The first time we met, I was so smitten by him that I told him that I loved chocolate. Just because he did. These hormones makes you silly, I tell ya. And then we kept on meeting, he found me charming (I assume. Well he did marry me) and I found him irresistible. And the rest was history.
We do complain, crib and fight. We love finding faults in each other all the time. It's not always hunky-dory (well he is hunky and I don't mind being dory) But the good times outweigh the bad, big time. We balance each other perfectly, he is the Cinderella to my Prince Charming, he is the mango to my milk-shake (okay, that did not come out right), he is definitely the sugar to this dip-tea. (cue: awwwww)
I love you sweetheart, more than ever. There is nothing that I wouldn't do for you.
Here's wishing us the greatest fourth year anniversary and I cannot wait to celebrate many more that are yet to come. Kisses.