Nine years ago, we decided to forgo all of the fancy wedding planning and just get hitched at the Beverly Hills Courthouse. The original intent was to get married at San Francisco City Hall and then have a celebration for everyone.
While I’m still salty I didn’t pursue that original idea, I do hope to have something planned for our 10th wedding anniversary next year. Maybe not a vow renewal, but maybe something for all of our friends and family to come and enjoy. A reception without the wedding thing.
For now, here are some photos of us throughout the years! Enjoy!
It’s weird looking back at our wedding eight years ago. Originally I wanted to get married in San Francisco at City Hall. I’m still kicking myself that I didn’t stick to that plan. That was the original reason why I got married in my favorite color, purple, because I knew it would look great with the gold at S.F. City Hall.
But it didn’t happen.
No disappointments because I ultimately got what I wanted – a great marriage to a wonderful man. We’ve had our ups and downs like all marriages, so I’m not about to give marriage advice. I will say it’s easier to be married to your best friend, than to some person you’re not sure you recognize anymore.
Our anniversary this year was rather subdued. We’re almost out of our old apartment so we spent a good part of the weekend moving and cleaning. The next several weekends are pretty booked between Easter, birthday parties and a spontaneous wedding we were invited to in San Francisco (but not at city hall). We’ll have to figure out when to properly celebrate our wedding anniversary but for now, I’ll leave pictures:
It’s weird to think where I was 9 years ago in my life. I was single, had a great job at Johnson & Johnson, and had a blast.
Then I met him.
He came into my life, almost manic pixie dream girl-like and flipped it. He wasn’t want I expected or wanted at the time, but he was what I needed.
Thank you for tolerating my shit over the past nine years. You deserve sainthood.
I’ve been pretty vocal on this blog about my marital issue. I say issue because honestly, it only is one, which is pretty good considering. We don’t really fight about money (kinda hard to fight about money when there is none), and we don’t let family conflict make a huge impact in our marriage.
So when I read this article, my only thought was WTF?
For those to lazy to click on the link, a blogger posted that she loves her husband but she wants to cheat on him.
I know that had to be your reaction because it surely was mine.
Listen, sometimes M. drives me nuts. And I’m pretty sure I drive him nuts. We’re not perfect but we’re perfect for each other and at the end of the day, that’s all that matters. But am I going to consider cheating on him? Hell, no!
I don’t put myself in a position for that to occur. M. knows all of my male friends. He knows what I do online when he’s not at home and he knows who I talk to. I know all of his female friends. We don’t keep secrets like that from each other. Notice how I said, like that. I’m sure there are some things I don’t know and I know there are some things he doesn’t know. Do I need to know everything about my husband? Probably not and I’m sure he can say the same about me.
What in the hell is wrong with some people? Marriage is hard. It’s very hard work. It takes loyalty, love, and commitment. You have to be willing to accept the changes your partner is going through and love them no matter what. Not a lot of people can go through marriage and what it takes. I’ve been married almost five years and between having two miscarriages, burying our first son, going through a difficult (mentally) rainbow pregnancy, it’s been tough. But M. is the only one I want to be with.