Our wedding day, Salt Lake Temple 1998
Sam and I got married 11 years ago today. We got married on the Monday after Christmas, just like today. I remember it well because I had tried on my wedding dress on Christmas eve that year, a few days before the wedding and it was tight. I mean tight tight. My mom could barely get the zipper up. So I remember not eating much that Christmas in order to fit in my dress on the 28th. I don't recommend being hungry on Christmas. It was my biggest regret with a Christmas wedding. I've made up for it by bingeing on the 11 Christmases since.
To celebrate our anniversary, Sam and I are going to really live it up tonight. I'm thinking dinner and a movie. We'll probably go somewhere romantic like Goodwood BBQ and we'll get a cozy corner booth where we can gorge ourselves on the chicken nachos with no one watching. Then off to a movie.
The two of us bingeing. This is obviously a re-enactment. We usually both have our faces buried in our plates and we fight over every last bite.
Then it will be back home where I will slip into something sexy like my old pink pjs that Sam gave me the Christmas we got married. Yes, I'm still wearing them, pregnant and all. They're piling a bit and a little dingy but that just adds to their appeal. I'm surprised Sam can keep his hands off me when I wear them.
In all seriousness, I'm more grateful for Sam every year. He continues to make me laugh and he puts up with a lot of insanity. He is my best friend and I love him.
So babe, let's go celebrate with a couple of bottomless diet cokes and a pulled pork sandwich!
If you are really desperate for something to do and you want to read how we met, go here.