So I was getting ready to update my blog...started the pictures loading...figured out the title, and then kid craziness took over...to the point that I forgot I had even started this entry. Until tonight. I'm out on a date with my husband and he starts giggling and tells me he has updated my blog for me...this being the result:
"This is my foot. Kenneth and I were looking at our feet today and i realized mine looks weird. Take a look and look at his. Isn't mine weird?"
Har har har take that Kenneth, the comments were on my side! Now you might be wondering, 'why a post about your feet anyway?' Well, Kenneth and I were talking today and he says:
"I don't think I ever told you this, but when we first got married I thought your feet looked so weird..."
"Reeeally?" says I, "Because I have thought the same thing about YOUR feet ever since I first saw you with your shoes off!"
"What!!!" says he, "Your feet are all squatty and your toes are so short...you have hobbit feet!"
"Hobbit feet!" exclaims me, "First of all my feet are not nearly that hairy, and I'll have you know that I have very nice feet...they're on of my favorite things about myself...YOUR feet are stretched out with long ratty toes....that's what your feet remind me off. RAT FEET!"
"Rat feet, eh?" he sniggers, "You know that sometimes if you damage your thumbs they will give you a toe transplant to replace them..." [holding up his foot so his big toe is overlapping his thumb] "just imagine you big hobbit toe on your hand and tell me who has funky feet."
"Ha!" says I, "Anyone with a toe on their hand is going to look funky, besides I don't know if I have ever told you this, but your thumbs freak me out too."
"Now wait a minute!" he explodes, "my thumbs aren't freaky they are double jointed..."
and on...and on...and on. Eventually it ended with us giggling hysterically and taking pictures of our feet for your viewing pleasure. Which brings me to the actual point of this post...four years ago today we weren't taking pictures of our feet...
Happy Anniversary to us! Four years feels like FOR-EV-ER! Seriously, we have been thru some stuff together. We knew each other...7 weeks before we got married. The first 3 months we were married we learned a lot about each other, and for a while eternity = torture. His jokes weren't funny and he never laughed at mine...how can you live thru eternity with someone with no sense of humor? And that was just the tip of the ice berg! It was so hard. WHY was everybody so excited to get married?(How is that for a description of marriage? sure not what I learned about in the young women program at church!) Then at some point I remember being on a trip with Kenneth, and as we talked and laughed I realized...I'm married to my best friend! When did that happen? But it is true, some how in all the craziness of getting to know each other and figuring out how to combine two lives into one...we fell in love. And now four years later I know that I won the jackpot in the marriage lottery. I married my best friend/husband/lover/sparring partner/intellectual equal/sugar daddy...and besides that...he is H-O-T(aside from some seriously funky feet). I am so glad that I married this guy! And the best part? It's for keeps...eternity=joy(and laughter...turns out he is funny).