Last year, we didn't - neither of us (and not only me), thank heavens.But no matter what, Lynn and I got married twelve years ago today.
It's been a white-knuckle hellride at times, to be sure, but I don't have any regrets.
How did we celebrate, you ask? Friday, we dropped the kids off at the grandparents for the weekend (thanks so much, guys!) and had a lovely dinner in the town where we were hitched, and last night we enjoyed the company of pals for some beverages at the new place at the end of our street.
All in all, a pretty good mile marker!
congratulations, neighbors of my heart! that really is a neat and tidy full-circle kinda celebration. i'm glad you all had a great time and sorry to have missed it. but i will bring you chocolate and goodies later after work. :)
twelve years of the jeremy and lynn show--costarring whit and celia, and a cast of friends and family numbering in the momojillions. big mazel tov and here's to a truckload more anniversaries!
xo love yer pal myra.
White-knuckle hellrides are the best. In moderation. Congrats!
Cheers.
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