Today is our third wedding anniversary…and the second one we’ve spent apart. Last year I’d taken the little man to San Francisco, but the husband stayed behind as he had to work. This year he’s in Helsinki. Working (or, as he told me this morning, “being paid to traipse about Europe”). Next year I’ll try to top that. Perhaps I’ll head to Beijing. The year after? Well, it’ll be his turn. Maybe someone can fly him to the moon.
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happy anniversary!!
and, I love yr nerdy swim goggles - too cool!
OMG! time goes fast. i totally fogot. i an an assssss. happy anniversary foo!!! hugs to you and the husband! i can’t believe was three years ago you captured me from work for your lunch break nuptials. yeeeeehaw!
It was a whole year ago when you were in SF? Wow. Should I bring you some beach sand when I am home for a visit in just over two weeks? I could pour it into your shoes and you could feel just like when we went for a walk on Ocean Beach and Parker climbed all that tractor thing!
Thanks Cherie!
Zophia, don’t worry, I forgot it entirely last year and nearly did this year too. But three years? Man, that flew by.
And Iseult, yeah, this last year, that flew by as well! I would love to go running around Muir with you again, but I’d definitely settle for a trip to Ocean Beach. Sigh.
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