Anyway, for some reason this year I really thought we were going on 8 years... oops! I don't know why I had that in my head, but when I told Jon that he got really offended and has been giving me a hard time ever since. But I figure that's not a the worst thing I can do, right? I mean, so I was a little off with my math... but it just means I'm SO comfortable with our relationship that time doesn't mean anything. 7 years, 8 years... no big deal... the years between the 5th and 10th anniversary are kind of a blur anyway, right?
So, here's to 8... I mean 7 great years!
(I seriously can't believe that 6 out of those 7 years have been spent in WaHi, but that's another post altogether.)
a celebratory dinner at our favorite restaurant