these tarts of pop

So four years ago, I met this guy. And I thought he was REALLY hot. And smart. And hot, did I mention he was hot? 'Cuz he was. I was attached at the time, and so was he, but I thought, "You know what? I'm probably never ever never going to see this guy again, so I'm just going to tell him about how hot he is."

So I did.

And he thought I was hot too. FTW.

We kinda/sorta got engaged. Moved in together. Got knocked up. And THEN we finally got married. Because our priorities are awesome.

Anyway. Three years ago too-day, fmh and I got hitched. And I wouldn't change that for anything in the world, you stubborn old coot.

Happy Anniversary, honey. I ♥ you.

Even more than Rupert Grint. Srsly. ^_~