It’s been two years since I’ve worn this:
Held flowers like this:
And married this guy:
Happy anniversary, Jason! I love you.
A year ago today, Jason & I were married in an indoor park, which featured live trees and plants and a gorgeous waterfall.
This past weekend, Jason took me back to reminisce on our first year of marriage. There was another wedding getting ready for pictures. The waterfall area was blocked off and the wedding party milled about, one groomsmen in a wheelchair with a broken leg. The bridesmaids wore brown dresses, just like in our wedding, and the bridge and groom used pumpkins and fall decorations at their guest book table, just like we did.
After spotting the groom, Jason asked if we could go by the waterfall while their photographer was in the process of setting up, and assured him we’d leave as soon as he was ready. The groom said, sure, no problem, so we ducked under the barrier and stood just where we stood a year ago, him in his suit, me in my dress. We kissed each other and said, “I love you.” Another groomsman strolled by. We told him we were married there last year and asked him to take our picture. He did, gladly.
We then went out to dinner where we had our rehearsal dinner and came home and watched our wedding video with a bottle of champagne. It’s been a great year, and we’ve both learned a lot. We’ve laughed and fought and laughed some more. And it’s only going to get better from here.
Tonight’s our real anniversary, so we’re celebrating it our own special way: by eating the wedding cake we’ve saved in the freezer, watching the Vikings on Monday Night Football and eating some Buffalo Wild Wings.
Happy anniversary, baby. I love you.
I’m not sure what my deal is today, but I am feeling incredibly affectionate toward my fellow man. Traffic was hellacious this morning and even though I couldn’t use my new iPod auto dock (an important note from me to you: check to make sure your cigarette lighter works before buying such a device), I was happy. In our Monday work meeting I was cheerful and chatty, and now, surrounded by a project that is seriously going to harsh my mellow for the next thousmillion months, I feel like giving everyone a big hug.
(Sorry about that.)
Here, have a look-see at some of our wedding photos, while I try to regain my usual crotchety outlook on life.