Brief post only to say that today is my second wedding anniversary. We had a backyard wedding, with all the family, friends, and oysters. It was 100 degrees, sunny, and humid, typical weather for Maryland in the late spring, but there was a tent for shade and air-conditioning inside. And even though I've always been "against" favors, I caved and bought some fans for guests to cool themselves with while they drank Pimm's cups and got tipsy on the lawn.
This still makes me laugh:
The morning of the wedding, one of my mother's friends and I drove out to the highway to tie up balloons on signs to lead guests to our neighborhood (there was road construction that had snarled up the original directions). Even though white balloons clearly = wedding, I decided in my usual neurotic way that the balloons should also be labeled with our initials (A and T) in black sharpie ink, so there would be no confusion.
After we had hung several of these balloons up, my mother's friend said to me, "Just make sure you don't write T and A."
"Why, what does that mean?" I asked her.
She seemed to consider how well she knew me, a twenty-seven-year-old woman, before explaining.
"Tits and Ass," she said, while carefully penning "A + T" on the balloon she had wedged between her knees.
I, of course, had just written "T + A" in block letters surrounded by a large heart on series of giant white balloons that led directly to my parents house. Right this way for your tits and ass, folks.
The first year after that wedding was admittedly hard. We moved, started new jobs, had to make new friends. T and I couldn't commute to work together anymore, and I missed having that time together. This second year has been a huge improvement. We're settled into North Carolina. We have several groups of friends. We have a puppy. We live in on a farm. I still miss commuting with T, but I've mostly gotten over it.
Love you T. Here's to a promising third.
T+ A 4ever
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