Five years.

My darling husband,

Five years ago today, you stepped out of a cab on Geary Street in San Francisco and I met you for the first time. You wore that terrible leather jacket that I still gently tease you about today, and you tried to charm me with your endearing, intense, quirky personality. Since I'd already heard about your reputation in high school, I tried my best to keep my guard up. I realize now how futile that attempt was, given the amounts of green beer we were drinking.

That evening, I drunkenly forgot my purse in a cab, and it was the best mistake I ever made in my life. You offered to drive me all the way back to my hometown so we could fetch my spare car keys from my mom. I asked how I could repay you for your kindness, and you told me a date would suffice. One date became a full month of amazing dates, and I remember thinking to myself, "This feels exactly right." I was 21, and you were 22.

Five years later, on another cold St. Patrick's Day not far from where we met, I sit in our beautiful house with our tiny daughter rolling around in my tummy. Our life together has been incredible, and you have proven to me that it is possible to fall in love with the same person over and over again, every day. Thank you for five amazing years, and here's to at *least* fifty more :)

First Anniversary - 2007


Second Anniversary - 2008


Third Anniversary - 2009


Fourth Anniversary - 2010


Fifth Anniversary - 2011
Coming Soon :)