Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Happy Leather, Monkey!

Today is my third wedding anniversary. Evidently, Leather is the traditional gift for a third anniversary. I guess after three years, the kinks come out, right? Ha!

No, I didn’t get you a gimp mask and you didn’t buy me a cat-o-nine-tails, but our gifts were appropriate in that fetish-y way.

I bought Andrew a Captain Picard Christmas ornament and a Demotivator mug (this one), and he got me wool. You know how I love that wooly goodness.

We’re still a great team, we still have fun together, and we both love the soup at Nana’s. The important things, you know?

You’ve come to know and love my wooly side and I can have a coherent discussion about Star Trek. You’ve learned how to tune up a spinning wheel, and I can competently use a drill. You’re nuts and bolts, and I’m duct tape; different approaches mean better solutions. You make me smile every day, and make me want to be a better person.

We dance to the Brenda Dayne theme song, and wax philosophical on long drives. We plan. Our personalities compliment each other, and we’re the same kind of evil.

Same time next year, Monkey. We’ll bring flowers.


  1. Happy Anniversary!!!

  2. Happy annniversary, and I have so got to buy one of those mugs for my brother!


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