But wait! There's sex!
I mean, before you hit the close tab on this post because word nerd, know that today is my 10th wedding anniversary to my favoritest man in the world who just so happens to not be on Facebook and doesn't read my blog unless I ask/tell him. This guy, this boy who I have loved since I was 12, maybe 11 if we're counting the year we flirted in Mrs. Young's class.
|Not a great pic, sorry Bryan, but that's what happens when you have two of the cutest kids ever. We don't ever take photos of ourselves.|
So what do you get for the husband who has, um, everything? Well believe it or not, Nadir helped me in getting Bryan the perfect 10th anniversary gift.
A page from my discharge paperwork. I am not sure if this is serious or not--you never know with Nadir. Certainly the first two are real, but the third? Nadir said it jokingly at first, at least I assumed, but then when I later mentioned that today is my anniversary he said he had to add something to my folder.
Apparently we have a lot of physical therapy to do when I get home. So happy anniversary Bryan, first, last, here, there and wherever you are, every part of my speech, predicated on everything, 2x/day, my always and forever. Tomorrow.