Happy Anniversary, Big

Okay, so this post is probably one of those which is quite indulgent (thank you, Simon) and interesting only to me, but I don't care.

On Sept 13th, 1984, you asked me to this dance:

And then, despite the fact that you don't actually like to dance, we've been dancing and laughing, and arguing and loving and hanging out together ever since.

Sadie Hawkins (Nov. 1984)
Found out I'm allergic to hay.

Your Senior Prom (May 1985)

A trip of fun and frolic to Estes Park.

Probably right after your graduation.
1985

My Senior Prom (1987)

Back when we liked to hike. :)

Picnic with your folks, circa 1987/88

And...the weddin'. June 2, 1990.

Even then, I couldn't keep from crying. For I am a sap.

But really, I was happy.

I've got you babe!
See our cute selves poking out of the top of the limo?

I wonder (ahem) if we could do that now?

So there's a little more of us to love.

No matter.

For as long as live, I'll be honored to be known as:

dougandgretchen

Happy 19 years, Sweetie.

To quote a friend,

"Only God knows how much I love you."

Next year, I want a big diamond. j/k.

really.

sort of, anyway.

xxxooo