6 years ago today MrZ and I were married. It was a small-ish wedding. We just got a friend of a friend to take pictures but we had two kegs at the reception. I made my wedding cake out of Krispy Kreme Donuts but we had a DJ and a dance floor. The wedding was very us in that we chose every detail. I remember all of the us details as vividly as I did that day. MrZ forgot the wedding bands and my Dad had to rush him back to the apartment before the ceremony to get them. LilZ walked me down the aisle with my Dad, I took the kids in the neighborhood in the limo that morning to say “Thanks!” for all of the help they gave me making favors and decorations. I skipped the veil but wore fake fingernails. I cried like a baby when I kissed MrZ and did a “WHOOOOOOO!” when they announced us as Man and Wife. We left the wedding to “I Can See Clearly Now The Rain Is Gone” which still gives me goosebumps when I hear it. I tripped walking down the aisle. I danced all night long and wore hot pink butterfly shoes under my dress. LilZ still says it was one of the most fun days of his life. My Dad always said it was the best wedding he had ever been too. I married my best friend that day.
Evidently the traditional 6th anniversary gifts are supposed to either revolve around sugar or iron. (Really? Who makes this shit up?) Since I don’t weld, I opted to stay up until 1am making him the perfect gift. They turned out damn good, if I do say so myself. There won’t be any fanfare around today, we rarely do anything for our anniversary…but I did want to take a moment to at least celebrate it on the blog. That’s how I roll…you know.
Happy Anniversary, hon. Love ya.