I’m going to celebrate my tenth anniversary. The thing is I met my husband the day I married him. Not an arranged marriage, a drunk marriage. In Las Vegas. My friend’s bachelorette escape weekend. He was there with friends and saw me and just had to have me. I said something about not going to have sex with him unless I was married. An hour later I was married and he was having sex with me.
Ten years go by fast when you are chief bottle washer, cook and diaper changer.
