Happy 7 Year Itch To Me/Us
June 23, 2008
7 years ago today I stood before God and everybody and took the old man for better or worse, richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, and all that good stuff.
The past couple of years it’s been for worse, poorer, and sickness, but I still love him.
We got each other cards, and he got me a pair of earings, which he confessed cost a whopping $3. Par for the course, as for Mother’s Day he got me a box of Russel Stover candy, then proceeded to eat half. I know you’re all jealous, but sorry, he’s taken.
Why is it that all the anniversary cards are corny/funny with dorky poems that cost $5, or sweet sappy, long winded professions of love which cost at least $5. In my opinion, a Lincoln is alot to spend on something that’s never going to be looked at again.
At least we had a sort of decent dinner. Breakfast for supper, which beats the heck out of the Hamburger Helper we usually end up eating for sinner on our anniversary.
We topped off the evening watching our boys play church-leauge t-ball, then coming home and watching the latest episode of Nashville Star.
Aren’t we the epitome of romance?