Happy 2nd Anniversary, Puff!!!!
At this time, two years ago, I was a bundle of nerves gearing up toward the wedding I had been planning all my life. OK, so, in reality, it didn't take that long to plan. C'mon... I'm sorta a born planner! Right... so we spent the morning readying the venue and then we had lunch together at Panera. I headed off to get my hair done and met the girls for make-up application at Dillard's. Then it was back to the hotel to get all gussied up and head out for photos. We all piled into a pimped out mini-van that a dealership had lent us and headed to the middle of the ghetto for our photos at an art gallery and an abandoned building.
Then it was time to actually say "I Do."
And it was awesome.
The past two years have been filled with ups and downs... although most of the downs were the past 4 or 5 months. However, we have successfully weathered through and I still love Puff more than ever. In fact, I kinda maybe love him more now than I ever did before. I think that's how it's supposed to work, right? So... with the pending arrival of baby Bimmer, we weren't sure if we would actually be able to celebrate our anniversary ON our actual anniversary. So, we picked May 5th and made reservations at a nice steak restaurant that we had never been to before. Puff nixed my original selection, but it was probably for the best, since I would have been pissed to not be able to drink my fave martini.
At 37 weeks, I was feeling ginormous! It was the first day I actually noticed significant swelling in my hands and feet and it was almost 90 degrees outside. So, trying to look cute and feel sexy was a bit of a challenge! In hindsight, agreeing to wear those shoes just to appease the hubby was a BAD, BAD idea!!! But we chowed down on some bacon-wrapped scallops, grilled steaks, and a heavenly chocolate torte.
All told, it was a pretty good way to celebrate. The reality, however, is that I wouldn't care if we never had another fancy meal out or another occasion to get gussied up. I love my husband and just want to scream it from the rooftops! I won the lottery with this one. And I surely hope he feels the same way!
Now we just need to make it to our 5 year anniversary, where he has promised a NASCAR meets Riverdance themed vow renewal in Las Vegas. (I hope he's kidding!) And then for 10 years, we're getting to New Zealand, come Hell or high water. I just hope he didn't agree to that because he knows how badly I want to go there and thinks that's a good way to keep me sticking around. Ehh... he knows me well enough. He's probably right to do that.
LOVE YOU BABY!!! Happy 2nd Anniversary!!! Here's to many more to come!