The Seven-Year Itch

Seven years ago today, this happened.

Seven years ago today, I vowed to love, honor, and cherish the man in that picture, and he made the same promise to me. We took lots of beautiful pictures, shared some really good food, and drank a little too much. Somehow, I still have a fairly vivid, nearly-full recollection of the entire day. This includes:

– Sharing a bed with my maid of honor, Katie, and falling into fits of giggles together well into the night
– Riding to the ceremony in a Rolls Royce with my uncle Eugene, who gave me away
– Trying (and failing miserably) to stop crying upon remembering that my grandmother, who had been sick on and off, was watching me get married
– The Hubby not realizing that he was supposed to put my ring on my finger, and having to be reminded by the deacon (which was really funny)
– The best man’s toast (funniest moment of the day!)
– The best man, completely drunk, asking me to dance at the end of the reception (second-funniest moment of the day)
– Sitting outside our hotel at midnight, still in our wedding clothes, petting the stray cats that were hanging out in front of the building
– Opening all of our wedding gifts in the hotel suite at 1 in the morning
– Working together to remove something like 40 pins from my hair
– Taking a rather ghastly selfie just before we passed out

And that’s just a few memories.

And now, seven years later, the aforementioned “itch” says I should feel like this.

Happily, I don’t. The Hubby has been very good to me over these last seven years of marriage. I’ve made many missteps and he’s always been there to support me and, in the cases where I really messed up, forgive me. That’s just one of many reasons why I love him. We have an adorable two-year-old and a dog together, and I adore them both…but Hubs is my “mostest favoritest”.

He understands what I mean.

Earlier this year, we read online somewhere that “the gift” for the seventh anniversary was aluminum or tin. (We’ve since read elsewhere that it’s actually copper…but we didn’t find that out until after we’d already decided on “tin” gifts. Oh, well.) Because The Hubby is such a huge — and I mean HUGE — fan of my friend Lindsay’s Red Velvet Fudge Bars, he asked for a batch for our anniversary. I decided red = love (how very Valentine’s Day of me), so I’d make him a batch and fill a tin with them and that would be his gift. He knows that I love cherry blossoms and Barnes and Noble, so he bought a little silver tin, decorated it with cherry blossom stickers, and placed a Barnes and Noble gift card inside.

It’s not traditional, but it’s definitely us. We’re happy with our gifts, even though they aren’t made of copper; the tins are reusable, so every time we open or fill them we’ll think of each other and this anniversary! We had the right idea, just the wrong metal. Whatever!

I love that our wedding anniversary is in December. It not only commemorates the wedding itself, but it also signifies the end of another year! I hadn’t thought of that when I decided I wanted a December wedding; I just wanted to get married during the holiday season. It’s already a joyous celebration of family and friends, so why not provide one more reason to celebrate?

Now that I realize that it means 2013 is coming to an end, it also forces me to think about the year ahead. 2014 promises to be a busy one! We hope to have another baby on the way. We’re planning to start the remodel on the rest of our house in the spring. I’m thinking about what I can do with my Tastefully Simple business and this blog to make more money in the new year. I’m planning to start saving up for a mini-vacation (like a long weekend) and a new, “real” camera to use both personally and professionally.

Wow, that’s a lot of stuff.

I may not be itchy in terms of my marriage, but as far as other aspects of my life go, it might be time to invest in some Calamine lotion.

Now where’s my back scratcher??