He was 12 and I was 15. Uh huh.
It's been 25 years today and I must say, as marriages go, it's been pretty easy. For me, at least. All my friends and family call him "PoorBob," so I can't really say much about how it's been for him!
Each year I ask him how many years it FEELS like we've been married. This year the answer was "more like 16 and-a-half."
So I figure he can't be too miserable!
I love you, Mensa Boy!
1 comment:
Awwwww.
Happy (late) Anniversary!
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