Two years ago, there was a blizzard.
Also, I got married.
You know how people tell you that your wedding day will go by in a blur?
Yeah. That’s an understatement.
Thank god for photographers.
Our wedding was perfect — the food was delicious, and the drinks were plentiful (So I heard — I was afraid to drink anything, because I thought it would be impossible to pee in my dress). Even the snow was perfect. You know, unless you had to catch a plane the next morning, or planned on going anywhere or doing anything.
Our fancy-pants anniversary plans have been temporarily derailed by some sort of plague — and conveniently rescheduled for my birthday weekend — but ordering club sandwiches and watching Spies Like Us on the sofa is fine by me.
Happy Anniversary, Boop! I love you!