Some of us have a tendency to remember certain dates and events from our past. It might be a celebration of a happy and/or momentous occasion; or perhaps a day spent reflecting on a particular event or remembering a loved one no longer with us (either two- or four-legged).
Yesterday was the 22nd anniversary of our first date. Maybe a silly thing to celebrate but we have fun with it, the weather is almost always perfect and most years we return to the same establishment that we first visited together all those years ago.
Today is another kind of anniversary. One year ago today we dove into the biggest project that we have ever tackled together...
Which also means that yesterday was the one-year anniversary of the last time that we slept in our own bed.
And I can't complain. It has been fun. Really. Truly. An adventure of sorts. Anything but dull.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
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