Ten Years? Really?

Today is Husbandguy and my anniversary. Ten years ago today we picked up Moomie's mom and met Nana, Poppop, Moomie, DH's best friend and PSP at the courthouse. The Grandpa's dad was sick and he had to choose where he was going to be and we missed him very much but he made the choice I would have made. It was Friday. As DH and I were driving away from our house, I noticed a car parked a couple of houses down that looked a lot like Moomie's. It turned out that it was Moomie. She was waiting for us to leave so she could sneak into our house and leave us a little cake and some champagne and flowers. She thought we'd go the other way out of the neighborhood, away from where she was, and when we pulled out and started driving toward her she had to quickly duck down in her seat so we wouldn't see her. Silly Moomie. The whole thing was pretty simple. We got to watch the couple before us get married because they hadn't realized they needed witnesses and the bride found Moomie in the bathroom and asked her if she would be willing to be a witness. During their ceremony, Moomie's mom asked, "What if she says no?" which fortunately made everyone laugh. Then we paid the magistrate the small fee and he married us. No big deal. Just right for us. Then we had dinner. It was wonderful. And low-key. And if I had it to do again I wouldn't change anything except maybe I'd get my hair done. A couple of years later we went to the wedding of one of DH's coworkers in a Catholic church. During the homily, the priest said that people who were married at the courthouse weren't actually married, but it seems to be sticking so far. And the IRS doesn't seem to care...

Anyway, happy anniversary Stinky! Eye (still) rub ewe!