Tuesday, December 29, 2009

4 kids, 2 dogs, 2 cats, a hedgehog and 13 years.

13 years ago today, I married the love of my life. The one who listens when I just need someone to listen, who makes me laugh when I really just need to laugh and who says just the right thing when I really need it. Getting married on December 28th lent itself to beautiful boughs of evergreens and winter white snow. However, the reality is that by the time December 28th rolls around, we are sleep, money and appetite deprived. The very thought of eating out for dinner just makes my waistband stretch out even more on my comfy lounging pants. ( I know what you're thinking-there's another name for these kind of pants.) And we're so tired from all of the holiday rush (2 children with Dec. 3rd birthdays and mine on the 15th) that we'd gladly pay a babysitter so we could take a nap instead of going out. So, we did have a delicious steak dinner (off the grill) with garlic smashed potatoes-thanks to my husband. Both of us gave each other the "ok" for not having cards and we vowed that we need to celebrate our first date (thankfully in June) instead of our wedding date. I did however have one thing to give to David: I found a beautiful poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (please see above) that I feel like still describes how I feel when I'm with him. Can you imagine reading that poem written to you in a love letter years ago? Or imagine hearing your soul mate read it to you so long ago? The pathetic thing about my delivery of the poem though is that I had to eat an entire dark chocolate raspberry bar to find it on the inside wrapper. Now that, is true blue love!

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