Happy Anniversary, sweetie!
Lame-o that I am, I didn’t get you a present. I did make sure that the kids would both have sleepovers, though, so we can go out to dinner tonight!
Love that we have wonderful restaurants in town that we can just walk to, so we don’t have to worry about drinking and driving. Hate that I have to drive 100 miles at 7:30 tomorrow morning, so I can’t be too hung over!
The tenth anniversary is supposed to be celebrated with tin or aluminum–to show that after ten years, a marriage might be dented but it still good. We’ve had some dents along the way, but I’m still looking forward to the next ten years.