Three years ago, today, Mike made an honest woman out of me.
I won’t bore you with more pictures and stories about blizzards (most of you were there, anyway), because this month has gotten away from me, and I need to do the laundry, wrap some presents (what sort of moron gets married a week before Christmas, really? It seemed like such a good idea at the time.), clean some bathrooms and get ready for a fancy dinner with my hubba-hubba husbang.
Happy Anniversary, Boop!