Can I have this Dance... For the Rest of My Life..

In some circles, it is customary to celebrate with gay abandon the union of Marriage when it has lasted more than several years. 

Due to the fact, that mostly every day with Himself is a celebration of something; his latest Stove Building Experiment, my latest Anatomically correct soft toy, a new fart smell, an interesting way I fell over him when I tried to get out of bed the wrong way, my cooking, him dancing, my bum trauma;  we mostly leave anniversaries of the certification kind out of the way. 

Birthdays are merely a passing of time as you know it.  Our time line is completely different, it goes back and forward, and up and down; it's best just to ignore birthdays.

Wedding Anniversaries are the same - you can't count love by years, you have memories, and the more memories you make the longer you are together, for however short a time.

When I married himself, it was only certification of what we knew from years before.  Things had gotten in the way of marriage (sorry), and we were content as we were, but marriage set a seal on it for everyone around us. (I think maybe until it was official, everything thought I might take off). 

We forget anniversaries, avoid birthday, but we love each other every day.  We love our wee life together, we love our Kiddies, we love laughing, and look at the way I'm looking at him - that's my "he's mine look" first witnessed on our wedding day. - his "affectionate" look is in the extra one. (actually it's it "Do you want to see my boobs look). 

So thank you everyone who stopped by and said "Happy Anniversary" today, it was very lovely and kind. 

Tomorrow is another anniversary, it will be one week since I last had Diarrhea - a Great Day for Celebration! :-)   Come Join Us!  

And Si - I do Loves Ya, More than Daffodils.