Monday, June 29, 2009

Eight Great Years

On this day eight years ago, I married my favorite guy in the whole world. We were young and in love, full of butterflies, and I about the ride that we were about to embark on.

Somewhere along the way, we turned in to old married people. We had a hot date for our anniversary Saturday night, and we ended up at Dairy Queen.

It was the best Dairy Queen I've ever had.

I love you, honey! Here's to whatever the next eight years holds.


Rebecca said...


If everyone out there were to admit what they do on dates, you'd be feeling mighty fancy with your DQ date. We wind up at Barnes and Noble all too often. And the grocery store, which is a fun splurge for my hubby who isn't allowed to shop for the sake of frugality.

Anonymous said...

sometimes you can tell the value of something by the fruit it produces...y'all have produced some mighty fine boys..this must be a mighty fine marriage. :-) I love you both...mama