December 30, 2005
On December 31, 1999, we rang in a new millennium. I celebrated this historic event at a huge LDS singles dance. I went with a group of friends, including one really cute boy with bright blue eyes named Dan. My friend told me she thought Dan might have a crush on me. I was surprised at how happy that idea made me.
December 30, 2000 - Dan and I were sealed for time and all eternity in the Washington D.C. Temple of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. Temperature for pictures: 17 degrees. We didn't care. At least the blizzard missed us.
December 30, 2001 - We attended the rehearsal dinner for Uncle Bob and Aunt Ro's wedding. Dan taught cousin Rachel (age 4) to touch her nose with her tongue. A proud moment for all.
December 30, 2002 - We had a four-week-old baby. We were tired. But happy.
December 30, 2003 - We left one-year-old Jake and the dog overnight for the first time. We saw Mama Mia at the National Theater. Oh, and did I mention I was three months pregnant? Our family was growing fast - as was my belly.
December 30, 2004 - We were settling into our new home in Cape Cod, MA with two little boys. We ate dinner out somewhere. With two little boys.
December 30, 2005 - We said goodbye to our Cape Cod home by cleaning, turning in our key, and visiting Dan's ship in dry dock.
December 30, 2006 - We left two little boys with their grandparents, great-grandparents, aunt, and uncle. We went out with their other grandparents, aunts, and uncles. We got mocked for our young age on our sixth anniversary. It was worth it for the special desert.
December 30, 2007 - We were settling into our new home in VA. "The Seven Year Itch" was on television. We watched. We decided our marriage would make it as long as Marilyn Monroe doesn't show up.
December 30, 2008 - We hung out at home. We were happy to spend time together as a family. We knew we wouldn't have much of that kind of time for quite a while.
December 30, 2009 - Dan is in Iraq. I'm in VA. We're far apart. But in love. And that's really what matters most.
This has been a good decade. I married the man of my dreams. We both graduated college. We had two incredibly handsome and brilliant sons, and adopted an incredibly beautiful and neurotic dog. We moved nine times. We've begun the adventure of a lifetime, and it's been a great one. Can't wait to see what the next years bring!
P.S. For next year's anniversary (ten years!), I expect a trip with my husband. Without kids. You can let him know I said that.