Eighteen

It’s been 18 years since a that tall, beautifully-maned man of mine walked into my life and turned it upside down.

COVID cases are up in our area, so we’re enjoying some quiet time at home to celebrate (and maybe a little take-out chinese for dinner!) But to me, it doesn’t matter where we are – as long as we are together.

15 thoughts on “Eighteen

  1. Aww, congrats and Happy Anniversary to you! Mom and dad are working their way up to that, too. We all live pretty much keeping to ourselves here and aren’t any too social to begin with, so we haven’t been affected the way some people have. You’re right- it’s not looking too good heading into the cold season.

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  2. Araignee

    My first husband had hair down to his waist when we were married and The Mister wore a ponytail until it all fell out…lol. I love a long haired man. To this day when I see one I get all giggly inside. They are building a new house near the boardwalk and one of the construction workers has a long blonde mane-and wears construction boots. That combo is a killer for me. I love a man in work clothes.
    Happy anniversary!!!

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