Twelve years ago, or three if you count Leap Years, Steve and I took the plunge and got married. It was a whirlwind romance that had him proposing after two months and us getting married after eight months. Needless to say, many thought I’d lost my mind. I think only my sister and dad thought I was doing the right thing. Fast forward to today and we haven’t killed each other yet! To celebrate, we’re spending the day doing some of our favorite things. First, we’ll go to Kansas City (where we honeymooned ’cause we were poor), we’ll eat some great food, shop at Nordstrom’s then end the day with a delicious meal and some good wine. I think I’d marry him all over again. After all, I do have him trained!
Happy Leap Day everyone. Celebrate the extra day by doing something fun and impulsive.