I'm pretty lucky.
Today was the kind of day that left me wanting to just glare at a beer in thundery solitude, but instead Matt and I went to celebrate our anniversary at a Belgian pub. Hanging out with Matt can turn me from scowly faced grump to laughing so hard people turn to look.
But that's not why I am so lucky. I am lucky because I married a guy who doesn't mind hanging out with an absentminded klutz who can't eat a Cuban grinder without getting BBQ sauce up her nose. We were made for each other.
Here's to 4 more happy years!
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