And four that kind of sucked.
Just kidding. But today is our twelfth wedding anniversary.

Look at those goofs! We didn’t know what the hell we were doing. Thank God it worked out in the end.
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And four that kind of sucked.
Just kidding. But today is our twelfth wedding anniversary.

Look at those goofs! We didn’t know what the hell we were doing. Thank God it worked out in the end.
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Looks like you married Frankenstein.
Yay! I love you both very much and am glad it worked out better than I thought it would (my excuse is that I was 15).
I have your engagement ring in my freezer, because I didn’t think you’d want it left behind at the Delaware house. Shall I put it on dry ice and ship it over the border?
Aww. Congrats!
Aw, yay! You’ve both aged about 5 minutes since that picture was taken.
Leah: I actually thought that ring had been thrown in the garbage a long time ago! And I was going to say something about how “And they thought it would never last, LEAH,” but I decided not to be a dick for once in my life.
Hey, I’m wearing Sock Sweater! RIP Sock Sweater.
Ha!
Happy anniversary! I never knew the SockSweater, but I miss it, too.
Awww! Congratulations, you crazy kids! Happy anniversary.
Mr. Tita had a Sock Sweater back in the day, too, though his might still be haunting the basement clothes rack. I think he might have to wear it to celebrate our tenth anniversary (Yikes!) next month.