Today Andy and I are celebrating our seventh wedding anniversary. June 30, 2001 was a very hot wonderful day!
Our anniversary has made me a little nostalgic, so I thought I would share some pictures of us through the years.
This is us the night we got engaged, my 21st birthday. (That is also my first legal alcoholic drink, a long island iced tea. I don’t mess around!)
This is our official engagement picture.
However, since we got married before the popularization of digital photography, I have no pictures that I can post of our wedding day! But we really did get married, I swear.
And then, a few years later, we became three.
Our first family road trip to Busch Stadium (although she had already been to a Reds game by this point… this little girl visited four different major league stadiums – and at least a dozen games -in her first three years of life!)
Our first Christmas as a family.
Andy and me at my sister’s wedding.
And then we became four. Except you wouldn’t know it, because nary a picture exists of all four of us. So you’ll have to take my word for it that I still exist.
On each of our anniversaries, I think back to our first one. At work that day, I mentioned that it was our first anniversary and a co-worker said to me “Do you still like him?” I replied affirmatively, and she said “Well, you’re doing better than I was.” OK so you had to be there, but it was funny. Anyway, seven years later, I still like him. So much so that we’re I have consented to spend our anniversary evening at a Rush concert. That is love, people.
Happy annivesary, baby. I look forward to many, many more.