Happy anniversary to us. Can you believe it's already been four years? I can't. But then, I can't believe my husband is much closer to thirty than twenty. (Paul's a tender 27 in a mere four months.) We had a nice time. We went out to a fancy restaurant and I spent a small fortune on shoes. Paul gave me a lovely Buddhist triptych and an icon. He said I could put them up in my future office, which I thought was awfully sweet. He got Rainbow Six: Las Vegas 2 which, as I can personally attest to, has been thoroughly enjoyed.
Since we live our lives (profound, I know), we can't really think of a moment that encapsulates the essence of us. If you can--or have a favorite memory of us in general--it would be ever so nice if you would post it in the comments section. It's always fun to see yourself through other people's eyes. Oh, and just for Paul's dad, you can't post the singing in the car bit. You'll have to think of (or invent) a new memory.
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You make me laugh because that was the exact memory that came to mind as I was reading your entry. Now I guess I'll have to make something up. Not that that that will be a problem, mind you (lol)
Well, since you took away option one, I’ll have to go with option two—the non-embarrassing option (lol). Last summer I came over to your apartment one afternoon while Paul was still in the shower. After a few minutes he came strolling into the front room, buck naked. You didn’t so much as flinch or bat an eye. And I thought, “Yup; they really DO have a great marriage.”
Well, I don't remember that. Paul is a nudist at heart, though.
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