Today is husband and my 8 year wedding anniversary. We've been dating since we were 19 - and I fell in love with him at age 14. Besides being incredibly cute, he has this aura of kindness around him that was pretty irresistible. Still does.
We decided that we aren't giving each other Anniversary or Christmas gifts this year. That we would just do cards instead and funnel the dosh toward the kid's gifts. Husband wanted to make the anniversary special anyway so he and the kids blew up a big old bunch of balloons this morning. Then snuck into the bedroom and they tossed them all on me and yelled "HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!" To which I screamed, "What, what what! What the hell is going on man!".
To be fair I was in a dead, dreaming, REM sleep and was suddenly pelted with a dozen balloons and loud screaming. I think even Ed McMahon might give me a pardon on this one. But I felt bad and so I'm making him chocolate cupcakes. Lots of cupcakes. Like 30 cupcakes.
Happy anniversary baby!