Eleven years of marriage, that is. We’re going all out in our celebrating today. I’m watching the kids and surfing the ‘Net, cause I don’t get to do that very often. And he’s finishing up the painting project in the living room that I started earlier in the week. If he has time he’s gonna vacuum out my car, cause he’s romantic like that. Who says the magic wears off??
In all seriousness, we ARE going out to dinner later. We have a real live babysitter coming and everything. So we aren’t totally hopeless. We’re going to try out a new Italian BYO in a nearby town. It’s supposed to be small and quaint. Should be nice.
I’m sure he’s been planning my gift for months. (As evidenced by his reaction a few moments ago when I mentioned it’s our anniversary today. I think his exact quote was, “Oh yeah, that’s right! Is it 11 or 12?”)
That’s okay. This guy puts up with my moods, doesn’t complain (too much) when I go over budget (that hardly ever happens; I swear), and still wants my body after I’ve birthed three kids and nothing is in the same place as it used to be. And he’s cute too. You can’t ask for more than that.
Happy Anniversary. Love you, Hon!
Happy Anniversary!Nothing says I love you like having your car vacuumed out!
Have a great night!
you guys are too sweet!we love you! congrats!
Sari – So true! (Unless you were being sarcastic.) But it’s really one of the best gifts ever, in my book.
I guess that should tell you how often my car gets cleaned out. Next to never. Embarassing.THanks girlymama!
Happy 11 Years together, wishing you many many many more years of love and Happiness.
oh, no, I wasn’t being sarcastic! I’ve been married eight years, I know where the love is!
I’m not too good about cleaning my car out either. It doesn’t have food in it, per se, but there’s a lot of…junk. And tiny toys. And things like, oh, one sock, but not the other. Or an empty bowl. You know, stuff. I stuff what I can in the storage area of the door and then clean it out when stuff starts falling out when I open the door. That’s my signal!
My husband has a horrible time keeping a secret and therefore, I get every single gift early. . . In fact, when we were engaged he bought a ring, but he bought a different band and was going to have the diamond transferred before giving it to me. He couldn’t wait, so he gave it to me as it was, and I had to go and have the diamond switched. Talk about torture! Give a girl a ring and then make her give it up for a few days for “alterations.” I’m a PA Mom too with a 5 year old and a 10 month old. Love your blog design.