Ten years ago this morning, you crawled from your sickbed at O-dark thirty to have your hair and nails done in anticipation of your nuptials. Then you went drinking with your buddies at 9:00 AM! To steady your nerves, so y'all claimed (a likely story).
Fortunately for me, baby brother (RIP) made sure I didn't oversleep, so I didn't beat him into an even earlier grave. Because, when I got done with him, you'd have started in.
Our wedding commenced at 11:00 in the Gazebo at Cascade Park. Then off to a fine dinner at Paul's restaurant with the entire wedding party (all 9 of us). Home and into bed with a 101° fever by 2:30 PM. I'd succumbed to your flu infection.
It was an affair to remember, alright.
And I'd gladly do it again this morning, love.
If I was home, I'd have gotten some scans of the photos from that day. Instead, you'll just have to imagine them, dear readers.
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5 comments:
Happy anniversary.... I assume this isn't an "April Fool" entry?
Were you really married on April 1st?
Congratulations on your anniversary!
Congratulations! You married on Aprils Fools Day (?) ~ how wonderful!
No this isn't a joke - April 1 is a family tradition. My parents were married on that date.
I'd do it again and I never, ever, will forget my anniversary, now will I?
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