Three years ago today, a man who gave me a pumpkin filled with shine made an honest woman of me on a lakeside. He's hairy, ridiculous, loud, fun, supportive and my best friend. I don't know what my life would be like without him, but it definitely would not be the life I have now.
Though I sometimes want to pummel him, I love him more than I can really say. But that's marriage, right? ;-) Happy anniversary, you crazy man!