Last night, we celebrated two years of wedded bliss. Well, okay, more like almost two years of wedded bliss after we subtract the minutes of stupid arguments that we excel at getting into.
We went up the north shore of Lake Superior to a favorite restaurant of ours that is designated to very special occasions. The weather was perfect, and we succeeded in having an extremely pleasant date (we have some horror stories). We looked at some of our wedding photos, talked about our favorite moments of the last year, and covered some practicals for the upcoming year, like life insurance and a will for baby. Adulting don't come easy!
Thank you, my husband, for being so good at loving me. We are two crazy individuals that somehow complement the other person's crazy. Marriage is hard work but the most rewarding gig on the planet.
Here's to many more years!