Hard to believe it's been 8 years since this:
I love this picture of us. We have it framed in the house, and we always get comments on it. It makes us look sooooo-phisticated, as a friend's grandma used to say.
The truth is, though, that almost all the pictures of our wedding look a little something like this:
Gaping-mouthed and doubled-over with laughter. Which, I guess, is a little more representative of the day—and the marriage.
Take this morning's exchange with my hopeless romantic as an example:
Greg: Happy anniversary!
Me (caught off guard): Oh yeah, happy anniversary! I guess I forgot.
Greg: Yeah, what's another year in a life sentence.
See? He continues to sweep me off my feet. Happy anniversary to my sweet, loving, dedicated, hard-working, and hilarious husband of 8 loooooooooong years. Love you big time.