i was super nervous to get married. like, i spent part of the morning of october 20 2006 trying to talk myself out of running away. not quite sure why, since every day since then has been totally perfect. (with the exception of a few killer fights. eh. who doesn't have those, am i right?) i'm really glad i didn't pull a runaway bride.
b makes me laugh every day, and that's all i ever wanted when i used to imagine my future husband. well, not true, i also wanted a really handsome husband with good teeth. score! got that too.
five whole years. i really, really love you, b.
october 20, 2006 / 2007 / 2008 / 2009 / 2010