A room of my own. Where I say what I want, dress how I want, and live how I want.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Five years and we still like each other
Five years ago at this very moment, I was walking down the aisle toward the man of my dreams. He was crying, and I was trying very hard not to swoon. I was excited and terrified and every other emotion rolled up in a big froofy white dress. Five years, and I still consider myself the luckiest woman on the planet to be married to such a wonderful human being. He's my lobster.