Nine years ago today, I awoke to a torrential downpour. A short while later when the sun came out, it was so blazing hot that I thought I might melt into a puddle of sweat and hair gel. But none of that really mattered because nine years ago today I married my best friend.
Nine years… I can’t believe it. Can I blow your mind even more? We got married on the nine year anniversary of when we started dating, so we’ve been a couple for EIGHTEEN YEARS. Yowza.
I found this quote the other day by writer Calvin Tomkins, describing the relationship between the artist John Currin and his wife, Rachel Feinstein:
Their marriage, which is now in its tenth year, has been a dovetailing of contrary qualities whose symbiosis fascinates and occasionally irritates their less ecstatically married friends.
I would like for that to be said about us someday. We aspire to fascinate and irritate you with our symbiosis. Happy anniversary, honey.