Ah Love... what a funny little bugger.
So, starting today, I begin what will be a yearly triumvirate of doting and gift-giving. You see, today - of course - is Valentine's Day, the day after tomorrow is Leigh's Birthday, and the day after THAT is our wedding anniversary (our first).
Now, the good news is, it makes it REALLY easy for me to remember all of those important dates (plus a carry a flash-card in my wallet just in case). But it's quite an insane amount of celebrating to do in less than a week.
The other good news is, of course, that I'm madly in love with my wife and grow moreso every day. It's actually kind of creepy. As I wrote in her Valentine's card this year, it really is a good thing we got married or I would have wound up stalking her.
Get this... it's been a full year since the wedding and we STILL haven't ordered our official batch of wedding photos. I'm sure there are still 'thank you' cards waiting to be sent out as well. Yeesh.
Speaking of the thank-you cards, here's a rare 'temp-foto' from the wedding which illustrates the MAIN reason to have a lot of people at the nuptials: PRESENTS!
We made out like bandits. I think we should get divorced and then re-married every coupla years just for the swag.
Anyway - I wish we could have had about a billion more people at the reception 'cause it was quite the rockin' poppin' good time.
Here's another temp-foto to show what I mean...
I'm so proud of our wedding for so many reasons that if I get started I'll never stop boasting... and it was pretty much all Leigh's doing. To keep it short, I will simply say that our wedding was unapologetically 'US'.
Much like our marriage thus far, we do things our own way. Sometimes that makes things crazy and hard to predict, but it makes things marvelously and unceasingly entertaining. We have fun.
Anyway, Happy Valentine's Day, everyone. Yeah, yeah, yeah... I know... it's a 'boo-SHWA' and ultra-commercialized holiday... but what holidays AREN'T any more? Give in to it and put your own spin on it.
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