And they say romance is dead

I went all the way back into the house to get my camera to take a photo of a heartshaped leaf for Richard for today's blip.

It's our 18th anniversary today. Eighteen. 18. EIGHTEEN!

eight-blooming-teen

How is that possible?

Sheesh

I love being married. I love having someone I've known since I was 19 who lets me be me and has been through everything with me.

I truly hope we clock up another 18

And then another.

And then .... Get me a calculator...

I love you, Rich.

Sorry my face has got all fat