Four Years

I tried to be so friendly and polite.

Michael, on the other hand, pretended he was going to be polite. And then snuck in a little smush at the end!

Today’s our fourth wedding anniversary. Time has flown. I woke up this morning surprisingly emotional about the day. For the last two anniversaries, we didn’t celebrate too much. Last year’s excitement included a short hike and a picnic made up of leftovers. The year before was the end of our first year, which was a little hard for us, and we celebrated with pancakes and moving out of our apartment and into Michael’s parents’ house. It was the best thing that could have happened, but it didn’t feel very celebratory.

This year, I want to celebrate. It’s actually quite strange for me that we haven’t celebrated in the past – I love to celebrate everything! For some reason, I think I felt the need to let the day go like any other day. Or maybe I felt like we shouldn’t make it a big deal because we hadn’t figured this whole marriage thing out yet.

Well, you know what? It’s not any other day! It’s a big day and we probably won’t ever have it totally figured out, so we’re not waiting for that to happen any more! 😉

Now, the funny thing is we aren’t actually celebrating at all today. I have appointments after work and Michael has basketball training. So we’ve moved the celebration to Saturday – tall ships, dinner, and an evening of jazz in Temple Bar. Very celebratory indeed!

Before I send you off, you have to know one more thing. My grandmother made my wedding dress. Isn’t she amazing?! More photos from the day here.