Fifteen

8:30pm and cooking some food for Mrs theWeir and I.

Fifteen years ago, we were enjoying our wedding reception.

What a glorious joy it has been to spend the last fifteen years trying to grow up with an amazing woman.

We've been joined by a couple wee crackers who try to keep us growing up.

I think we're resisting.

At least a little.

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This is a new oven. But let's be clear. It's not an anniversary present. No sir. Not at all.