Yesterday J & I celebrated our 10 year anniversary. 10 years since *I* asked him to be my boyfriend, in the middle of the dance floor in a club, to Robbie Rivera’s “Girlfriend”. That night I had my extensions in, and while dancing I ripped out his newly pierced diamond nose ring with my hair. That was the last of his nose ring, but my extensions lived on for some time!
Last night we went out for dinner by ourselves – grandpa had the kids! – and we spent the whole time trading pictures of our kids on our phones.
And every single time we said “ten year” it quickly turned into “tenure“. We had no clue what it meant at the time but it made us giggle.
Over the years we’ve traveled around the world, had two kids, moved ten times in ten years (!), and are still embarking on new adventures all the time.
To our next
tenure ten years!